Luyện nghe bài hát The Trauma Coil

Another down on the catherine wheel
Drawn into a
A symphony of resounding shrieks in my
I court a sure, sudden
But give no
A soul tears the heart from the mind
Searing is the morning, a of lights
Lost the attic
On the floor with a head full of rain
Wander with the of shelter and smiles
Bleeding in a
Fever-staggered and a mouth so dry
liquid words collapse
Blind and sirens
Five years of night time and a made of tin
Allow your sympathies the of a table
I recognize no
Lash out at their smiles and walk in through eyes
As my knowledge, does the
Split my being from days
In decision, in
In the of old ways
With precision, in my
I the bitter still
Imposition, these young
Withered kisses, or the
we stand
We stand so
Indifference, laughter
Bathes the walls of this home
So futile, all
Affectations, long to
spinning, vile actress
Answered to the call
The price, yet again we sit
And watch our private fall
I am not
No, not at all