Luyện nghe bài hát Pressure__revolution (Perverted Remix)

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

The weight of sins
you down
Pressed to the
onto the dust

The weight of your
Dims the
Sweet of joy
bleed your veins

pleasant
can be
Leading you
temple of flesh and

Stand on the edge
Of this and emptiness

The cities, the lights,
these
The in the machine

This binds all of

into a shell,
lesser gods

Unleashing a
Offering solution
Man god
to sweep the errors