Luyện nghe bài hát Sword Of Eyes

is no one on the air
I chase parading ghosts in memory
empty shells of stolen moments
As all the are reassuring us
That they
over the fragments found, lost in portrayal
Reflected unto ourselves
been reduced to a faded impression
paid, critical.
These elements, they fail to
I realize is passing
Do they become something
Under the surface of an image
As we nothing
Spectral trails on the air
set
Projected whispers through empty of stolen moments pouring over
Look back, our is the abstract trail of time behind

And I give myself to the
Flesh fed to the
blood it falls into water
Where the water survives
I'll stare into my own false
And watch the in them die

The past will lay
When the present is slain by the sword of
Watch these run silent, run deep, run together
You can't it back
You can never it back