Luyện nghe bài hát Shark Ethic

The bearer of returns with inability to cope with separation anxiety.
It remains to me until I breathe and don't scream.
It to chip away at me until I sleep and don't dream.

Roots from my feet sprung like wire and serpent's tongue.
Rendering me still, a in an iron lung.

Roots from my feet like barbed wire and serpent's tongue.
Rendering me still, a quadrapalegic in an lung.

On my with scavengers above, The scent of carrion rotting love.

Master fear. (X4)