Luyện nghe bài hát The Inertia

It Scream!

Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of And Rot
Her Body So
Now In Post-Mortal
I Am Retouching The Essence Of Refinement

All Scalpel Guidetd Me To My Vision
The Era Of The Vane Lilled The Of Creation

Paralyzed Awe
Your
A Canvas

Blooming A Cancer
Nightmare
Maleficient And Repulsed At Own Sight

Eyelids In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot
Her Body So
Now By My Hands
I Am To The Essence Of Repulsion

What Is But A Shell Yearning To Be Cracked
A Dream Chased By The Misfortuned

Atrociously
By A Vision,
A Vision Of Skin

The Era Of The Killed The Beauty Of Creation
Blatant Of Plasticine Horror

And The Big Is Impressed
You Are So
By The Finest Hands
Torn Apart By The Tools
Put Back Together A Menstrual Soup

You Are So
Lit Disgust To My At Dusk
Are So Pitiful
Your Face Tainted And

Eyelids
In Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot
Her Body So
Now By My Hands
I Am In A Tell-Tale Of Drama Caught