Luyện nghe bài hát White Noise / Black Silence

Time in will end
of preparation
Fingers the whipping
Hand that feeds the

Escalate the
Itching to join the

darkness was sound
shutting out
Wishing darkness was
but as to the flame...
...we go

You the
take in these three dimensions
importance
confined within the

Scan for rapture
for an instant save

Mere moments and still it seems
detached from insight, and word
Ever it lost its edge
lost in the noise be
in the blur of
the nail that sticks

Venting a foul
purging the self
a traitor's name

Face the
taken back in the eyes of
A nobody
and locked away

Working the boards
Giving the wrath