Luyện nghe bài hát Suicide Manifesto

Staring at the cold bleak
breath leaving from my lips
At the of malevolence
No joy to from here

Time is sharpening my
Reflections of and misery
Had meant a thing to me
Would I still embrace

of the moon
Nail me to place
with nausea
And memories
age would I wield
knowledge and
But the in me
Will lead me to

I hear the of the trees
The calling of the withering
The shivering voice of
steel for an age of hate...