Luyện nghe bài hát Ouroboros

My brother walks on glass
His fingers beaten like
Caressing the shame that cross his brain
My brother walks on crushed

My sister bathes in mass
Her love a gasp
the way, a womb hid from the day
My bathes in black mass

My brothers on crushed glass
My bathe in black mass
Oceans thirsty for
Bleeding for the past

Our futures traded
As everything everything
Take our from our mouths
the roads in the South