Luyện nghe bài hát White Noise / Black Silence

Time in argument end
of preparation
Fingers the whipping
Hand that the flame

the drought
Itching to join the

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

You the
take sides in these dimensions
importance
confined the page

Scan for again
look for an save

Mere moments pass and still it
detached insight, thought and word
since it lost its edge
lost in the forever be
in the of information
the that never sticks

Venting a stench
the fevered self
behind a traitor's

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

Working the boards
the wrath away