Luyện nghe bài hát Sword Of Eyes

is no one on the air
I parading ghosts in burning memory
Through empty shells of stolen
As all the are reassuring us
they happened
Poring over the fragments found, lost in
Reflected back ourselves
I've been reduced to a faded
paid, critical.
These elements, fail to align
I this is passing
Do they become something
the surface of an image paralyzed
As we nothing
Spectral echo on the air
set
Projected whispers through shells of stolen moments pouring over
Look back, our illusion is the abstract trail of time

And I myself to the truth
Flesh fed to the
Liar's blood it falls into
Where only the water
stare into my own false eyes
And the life in them die

The past lay dead
the present is slain by the sword of eyes
Watch words run silent, run deep, run together
You can't it back
You can never it back