Luyện nghe bài hát Prone

gently he brushes the dust from the
revealing a face sends down a shiver
the of his soul for it has controlled
the course of his for as long as he knows

but not afraid and willing to face
the fiend that's of his soul and his veins
the that caused all the grief and the pain
and tell him for once and for all go

go back to the hatred delirious
the figment you are of
sprout of a boy who's been to disease
and mental controlled by the that lead us