Luyện nghe bài hát Passenger

This is the mask I
a surface just to hide my fear
a stirring within
is caving in
dark gathering

fog embraces me
now let the chaos

I let the dark me
control now
so let the behind me
run me

For every good thought I
there are seven thoughts
pounding on the
my struggling
to quench the of sin
It gave me
but an void

Red skies
now let the come down

The light is slowly fading
dead night is near
black in swift ascending
closed eyes now wide