Luyện nghe bài hát Nihil

Trapped in the void, from an uncountable number of
little cords made from fear, and every single sin I commited.
chance to react as I witness the crime.

["Arm yourselves with bravery...", they said, "...for will be a day to remember."
Breaking down, you see? breaking down in misery.
So, please, me if this is the end of the world.]
IS the end of the world.

Blood... everywhere.
Lost, in a I'm lost, in a bloodshed I'm stuck,
so how am I supposed to carry this To carry this trust?

[Oh, here's I start to believe
that I've failed our will.
Oh, I may be afraid,
but me, please, save me!]

(Now I am actually here I see that the chances of my returning
to all of you are quite slim. now I feel so unimportant and
small. The days to come are certainly to put an end to the
suspense. The greatness of poetry really in front of the
of today.
Take a of fear, anger, hunger, thirst, exhaustion,
disgust, loneliness, homesickness, and wrap all up in one
reaction and you might the feelings a fellow has.
Mighty small, helpless, and alone... faith,
I see how anyone could stand this.)

by an abstract force, a chaotic synergy between reprisal
and the fact of knowing that step you take will drive you to a painful death.
I swear to god it's me. Cognitive dissonance; crude, cruel anxiety.

[Oh, where I start to believe,
that I've failed our will.
Oh, I may be afraid,
but save me, God, me.]

And, in the end, the light.

March equanimity, chase the horizon,
for tomorrow, my brothers, together we rise.