Luyện nghe bài hát The Image Of Red Cut In Half(ljp Version)

I tried that in my only room, I've thrown the key
to my only
circumstances forced this path
we much time left
(undecipherable)
the uncollapsing breaks out of
(blah?) the aftergrowth, the
the blood will
creation's own of sanity in a blankened shaft
The of Red Cut in Half
the image of half-breed hauled hurricanes
torched dog
bring me me my tongue on a plate
bring me me joy
join that man tree
moving inverted with a habit of alternatively create
and forth flames like parasites of absolution
bring me me my tongue on a plate
take me, with my own blind
who am I but the breath you took?
who am I but the last down in the street me why?
a black thorn in my
forget me for I am too blank to
idiocy collapses into nothing
words of the gather around me
of the silence repulse me
I my face with my hands
because again I am too to move
silently I white light in the image
curses curses
when I thought down the scene overpulsed me
I stick my to the floor of my only room
frozen incarcerated (blah?)
the quality of man
inexplicable for the martyrs
that is the sharpest point of the forces of
moving inverted a habit of uprise alternatively create
and end to the silence
I cut this fragment of a