Luyện nghe bài hát Why?

I on gray skulls
Of hypocrites
On my shoulders I
The globe of fools

I devour my own
On which my homunculus
The comet out of my brain
not reach the borders of the space

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

I must laugh at the
Of my mortal
I open my inward
For the icy breath of the endless

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

of hammers hitting the anvil
Of my destiny
Billion of nothing