Luyện nghe bài hát We're Sustained By The Corpse Of A Fallen Constellation

Fallow fields have fallen, sallow,
to encryption, disclosing an unspoken plea.
And the stars of the scorpion sun. to impale impaling impaled who for mercy begged for drought and blight.
to impale impaled.
planted in the shadow of a new impermanence
our new pyramids fashioned in and the stars sang of the
sun.
to inspire, ventilate, increase volume,
deceased.
threatened by the breeze
to impaling impaled
threatened by the slightest breeze, the winds are stirring under miles of a fabric fallen
hollow constellation prediction flat forget-me-not
(dissertion) no goodbyes, just released in wind

resting on an early afternoon facade, ash released the
have risen, elevated in our loss.
And the winds have risen fiercely on our cloth facade
horizons a sickly, sickly pale
to impale impaled
threatened by the slightest breeze and grown a sickly pale(insert a method) parse a tense a perfect past(insert a single method)
and is choking proof that clutching hasn't let me go?
we're sustained by the corpse of a constellation.