Luyện nghe bài hát Through Self-Mutilation

The
of the soul
Dark is the shadows of
Hot as

You take the matters into your own
now on it's downhill
A single burns -
In the vast darkness
Uplifting like a

Through these years you created
In the void between and death
A shimmering blade shreds his flesh
At the peak of his night - time
Misanthropes, kings and
And a painful of Hell

It
The blisters on hands
So nebulous, dark as

You be dead by now
in time and space
But you the limits further
You hate the race