Luyện nghe bài hát Scarred

I see coming at me all the time,
Lashing out, killing me over and again.
And I laugh for I enjoy all the deaths I receive,
The pain and of my flesh,
Killing me over and again.

The blackness still comes, forever me.
I back and forth, staring through.
The blackness which through,
My scarred and flesh, yet still I die as I see my skin shred.

Dead again and still I stare at the which is still there.
Have they not yet the core, of my flesh so battered and torn?
Maybe I no core, maybe inside there's nothing.
If so what do I die

Staring, watching, willing, killing,
Seeing, dreaming, screaming, screaming,
Killing, killing, killing,
Willing, filling what wasn't there, my despair.

Stuck, to move off my chair,
Rocking back and forth, with no eyes, yet I stare.
At the blackness is always there.

[Music - Greg.
- Greg. 2/1993]