Luyện nghe bài hát Sullen Days

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

No other way, to prepare for
Condense the frail ridden
without consciousness
To to the ending days
The gods are not for you now,
a dichotomy
Ancient thoughts to prepare for the
at what knowledge will hold
Sullen searching for a singular way

Now I conceive a reality,
Just to kill
Murder in mind, to silence a
struggle containing the violence
Wanting to purge the
my thoughts to obtain absolution
Pray for my to receive its ascension

Sullen days as I dwell in this empty
of redemption decline
Festering hate inside as I harbor the within
A tormented soul that's tortured and
God agony

Broken days, in my bitter
Conform thy self, I within
Prepare to die, as I wade through sullen days,
The know not my plans of what destiny

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

Now I a brutal reality,
Just to kill
Murder in mind, to a virus
Internal containing the violence
Wanting to the earth
Denying my thoughts to obtain
Pray for my to receive its ascension

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

Broken days, in my reality
Conform thy self, I brood
Prepare to die, as I through these sullen days,
They not my plans of what destiny holds