Luyện nghe bài hát Planetary Misfortune

I you
hear worthless speech
and sensational
feeding my
let me see all additional

me something real
something low and
when all this glittery
is still too to see

taste the death from my
cleanse your
take the death my hands
please senses

I you
planetary
who will pray for my
I'm not
you fold your hands
it's a wave of the

and their slaves are kings
futility of creation
before the illusionist
the man of

taste the death my hand
cleanse your
take the death from my
your senses