Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure__revolution

Pressure of my
A star lit by my
Our race -
Lift up thine to higher depths

The weight of sins keep you down
to the ground
Beaten onto the

The of your hate dims the vision
tears of joy bleed from your veins

Pleasant can be deceiving
Leading you this temple of flesh and light

Stand alone on the edge of void and emptiness

The cities, the lights, lifes
The in the machine
This binds all of life into a hollow shell, imitating lesser gods

a revolution
Offering another
Man made god to sweep away the

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