Luyện nghe bài hát Sullen Days

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

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

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

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

days, in my bitter reality
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 dream of
If thoughts lash out, you'd all be dead

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

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

Broken days, in my bitter
thy self, I brood within
Prepare to die, as I through these sullen days,
know not my plans of what destiny holds