Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Shadows

The glued-on of self control
The of sense of sanity
Cracking at the
Torn my reality

The motion of thoughts
Overcome, by terror
The of fear overfed
By beyond measure

Pounding of overload
Running my every nerve
Will to nothingness

My overturned
My resigns to defeat
Internal razors
Slashing through unprocessed
The severance of self

hammering at the sight
A to wrap my soul in fear
Blinded by the never
As I stare my organic shadow

The bin of repressed emotions
of pain by far exceeded
I stare the blank
The mantra of dead silence

Hear me, me
Save me, the me

breathing
Eyes not shut, not
By fear
Incantations never

This of vacuum abound
the chanting whispers of the mute
Exposed to the wrath of sound
The words of my organic