Luyện nghe bài hát Organic Shadows

The glued-on sheet of control
The pity of sense of
Cracking at the
Torn from my

The motion of subdued
Overcome, suppressed by
The mouth of overfed
By beyond measure

Pounding of overload
Running through my every
Will reduced to

My overturned
My mind resigns to
razors activated
Slashing unprocessed thought
The severance of self

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

The bin of repressed emotions
Limits of pain by far
I stare into the
The mantra of dead repeated

me, find me
Save me, the me

breathing
Eyes not shut, not
By fear
Incantations never

hell of vacuum abound
With the chanting of the mute
Exposed to the wrath of sound
The words of my organic