Luyện nghe bài hát Stengah

Lacerating of degeneration
Speed your trembling mind
Still, in machine-like
You another mile

The elusive goal, to reach the solace
To feed once more upon the reaper of loss
No the outcome, the cost

Cold and stinging needs tearing the halls
Of defiled, flesh made temple with its closing walls
Still you claim the pose and you bow
You

Control, once
Now a docile pet at chaos'
Pulling the leash as it trails the
To where all recedes

Your past a patch in mind
Your once now thin dreams filed
the lights of need you strive
To drink into vein the shine

Beaten to the ground
Lashed submission
By the inner demon
By its hand
Still you the worshipers pose and you bow
You to the syringe

Answering only to of sedation
Their calls the only ones
A out soldier touched by their contagion
A battered at their feet

the one betrayed
An outcast set afire by inner war
burning self so far astray
A combustion fanned from within core