Luyện nghe bài hát Nihil

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

["Arm yourselves with bravery...", said, "...for this will be a day to remember."
Breaking down, you see? We're down in misery.
So, please, tell me if 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 that I am actually here I see that the chances of my
to all of you are quite slim. Especially now I feel so and
small. The days to are certainly going to put an end to the
suspense. The of poetry really vanishes in front of the
of today.
Take a of fear, anger, hunger, thirst, exhaustion,
disgust, loneliness, homesickness, and that all up in one
and you might approach the feelings a fellow has.
Mighty small, helpless, and alone... faith,
I see how anyone could stand this.)

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

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

And, in the end, the light.

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