Luyện nghe bài hát Why?

I dance on skulls
Of just
On my shoulders I
The globe full of

I my own trails
On my homunculus hangs
The comet shot out of my
Will not the borders of the space

of idiots trample down
My pituitary gland
I weep my loneliness
by my friends

I must at the kindness
Of my enemies
I open my inward
For the icy of the endless existence

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

of hammers hitting the anvil
Of my dark
Why? of nothing