Luyện nghe bài hát The True Insomnia

In the darkest of rules the morality
Our nature lurks beyond, deceiving
through generations, buried by force of qualia
Our with a thought on roots of the only realization

The Insomnia

Deceived the start,
and destroyed,
We no more!

The ancient is buried,
are our monuments,
Which make us real?
For whose are we here?

"Anything that we are aware of at a given moment forms part of our consciousness, making conscious experience at the most familiar and most mysterious aspect of our live" - Schneider and Velmans, 2007

We are prophets - individual
Concerning the understanding
Our crave for miracles

Crimson is all I can see, a bloody of our extermination
Red is the color of birth, death brings summary of views
by our degradation