Luyện nghe bài hát Stengah

Lacerating pains of
Speed through your mind
Still, in machine-like
You another mile

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

and stinging needs tearing through the halls
Of your defiled, flesh temple with its closing walls
Still you claim the worshipers and you bow
You

Control, once
Now a docile pet at feet
Pulling the leash as it the scent
To all hurt recedes

Your past a blurry in mind
Your future once now dreams filed
Toward the of need you strive
To drink into vein the shine

Beaten to the ground
Lashed into
By the starving demon
By its unrelenting
Still you claim the worshipers and you bow
You to the syringe

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

You're the one
An outcast set afire by inner war
Your burning self so far
A combustion fanned from within core