Luyện nghe bài hát Shapeless

To feel a soul; Agony of the mind
The bliss of torment echoes through my
Such A loss of will
Echoes through lost

I curse life, for which I
I curse life, from I am bereaved
I curse the chill of
And welcome the warmth of
Cancel this state, enter dimension

Feeling,
of the mind
The bliss of
Echoes through my
Such waste, of will
Echoes lost time

Death shall my soul
Nevermore this mental void, out of this
forthcoming abyss of time

So you me as insane
But death is certain
And was not meant for me
My will never cease to be
A new I shall see
Shapeless my shall wander