Luyện nghe bài hát Why?

I dance on gray
Of just
On my I carry
The globe of fools

I my own trails
On my homunculus hangs
The shot out of my brain
Will not reach the borders of the

Crowds of idiots down
My pituitary gland
I over my loneliness
by my friends

I must at the kindness
Of my mortal
I open my mind
For the icy breath of the existence

I want to change an icicle
Of the universal
My heart to stone
Together the testicles of the life

Thousands of hitting the anvil
Of my dark
Billion of nothing