Luyện nghe bài hát The Trauma Coil

Another night down on the catherine
Drawn into a
A symphony of resounding in my head
I court a sure, death
But no quarter
A paper soul tears the heart from the
is the morning, a tenement of lights
Lost inside the
On the floor again with a head of rain
with the shadows of shelter and smiles
Bleeding in a
steps and a mouth so dry
Three words collapse
and chasing sirens
Five of night time and a heart made of tin
Allow your sympathies the length of a
I recognize no
Lash out at their smiles and walk in their eyes
As my knowledge, the knowing
Split my from past days
In decision, in
In the severance of old
With precision, in my
I perceive the bitter
Imposition, these young
kisses, or the kill?
Together we
We so still
Indifference, hollow
Bathes the walls of this home
So futile, all
Affectations, long to
Ever spinning, actress
Answered blindly to the
The price, yet again we sit
And watch our private fall
I am not
No, not at all