Luyện nghe bài hát Vinushka

I exchange with the clouds
I hold my
Ahh, it's just shell you can't see
Is that where the is? The shadow burns me
Ahh, I just want to forgetting
Slip your into the ants' nest
Come now, all you have to do now is be reborn

Let tomorrow sleep and peacefulness turn to you
Free yourself and go with your razor sharp
Even the twisted flow is the proof that you are
I invite the tomorrow

The Dogra Magra
The pain of the and the one and only personality
And colorful eyes all decorated I don't want them anymore
Is hypocrisy going to come and it away?
The red stage at night
I dedicate the to the aspiring leading actor
That's the truth is

The small corner of my heart says "I still want to be here"
Who we forgive?
I let them my cold voice
And i

I will live with my work I scream with this body of flesh separates heaven and hell
I carve the sins will be the proof of my existence if it disappears with the wind?

"I've stared at the shining moon long enough to be bored
even turn myself into a werewolf
But just to become crazy by the darkness
I want to the neck
The of the remains
I won't let you
At the age where you want attention...tonight I might go crazy for you."

Everyone wants to reach out their hand and happiness
But they just end up becoming the monster that lies in darkness
The end has come to life
It take form at zero and will crawl back into the uterus and rot
Every time happens your faces crumble

No one wants to talk truth that hurts the ear
The suppressed

Compensate the and let life be gone

The of the antithesis
Becomes the choking and crying
the bones in the common land immersed in thesis
Be burdened by
The gritty tsunami takes me and I smile with bitter tears
Couldn't understand the value of
The of the necks at the 13 stairs
people becoming friendly while clapping hands
That mixes in with thoughts and hurts others
Seeing you like it's just too sad

of blood
Squashing instincts
about death

I live with my work I scream with this body of flesh that separates heaven and hell
I carve the sins. will be the proof of my existence if it disappears with the wind?

No one wants to talk the truth that hurts the ear
The suppressed

Compensate the sins, and let be gone

Is it a sin for me to live I am evil?