Luyện nghe bài hát The Scorpion Deathlock

Distance
As if time is a dying

Plagues
Plagues

Sitting upon this bench
I am helpless to of bullets

In moment I am helpless
In this

Why is it so to see ourselves?
Why is it so to see ourselves?
Why is it so difficult to see Why?

Why is it so to see ourselves?
Why is it so difficult to see

No poem I've nor song I have sung
Can halt the of wrath

Numbers, numbers, numbers,

In this moment I am helpless,
In this

will transform into mice
Only to drown in the red
I've always expressed my in colors
But we remain

Numbers, numbers, numbers,