Luyện nghe bài hát Suffering Bastard

Shorn of pride
The locks falls strife
exposed
Denial of

Push it
All of this burnt to
All of torn to rags

I don't know the fuck have I become?
Synapses snapping mortality
Breakdown whiskey shifts hate into
Realizing it's murder, murder, of self so clean

I don't what the fuck have I become?
Hand reaches out, impunity
away foundation's identity
Replacing shame

mythologized
Indiscretions

inflamed with dry rot
Pushing towards
a bloody mess
Visiting dark sites

Grief lands a ton of brick
All of this to ashes
All of this torn to