Luyện nghe bài hát Sullen Days

The broken ways, as I walk through the
Lost souls as empty as
Barren and desolate, the irony
the self, merge into a singular space
Confront the self, subduing the whim's
No feelings to and portray the sullen days
As we from the bitterness,
Embellish reality, or so your

No way, to prepare for awakening
Condense the ridden mind
Keep without
To adhere to the days
The gods are not for you now,
Expect a
Ancient thoughts to for the exodus
Shutter at what will hold
Sullen days searching for a way

Now I conceive a reality,
Just to kill
in mind, to silence a virus
Internal struggle the violence
to purge the earth
Denying my thoughts to absolution
Pray for my soul to receive its

days as I dwell in this empty shell
Hopes of redemption
Festering hate as I harbor the pain within
A tormented soul tortured and bound
God agony

Broken days, in my reality
thy self, I brood within
Prepare to die, as I wade these sullen days,
The know not my plans of what holds

What you don't know, is can kill
What I is silence will manifest
Hatred, within me
I dream of
If thoughts could lash out, you'd all be

Now I conceive a reality,
wanting to kill
Murder in mind, to silence a
Internal containing the violence
Wanting to purge the
Denying my thoughts to absolution
Pray for my soul to receive its

Sullen days as I dwell in this shell
of redemption decline
Festering hate - as I harbor the pain within
A tormented soul that's tortured and
God fearing

days, in my bitter reality
Conform thy self, I within
to die, as I wade through these sullen days,
They know not my of what destiny holds