Luyện nghe bài hát Wreath

Falling inside
This nightmare the same
never enough
Halting at the of discovery
Moving into the
Leaking inside to up
me down and under
Entangled and undone at
Old
I'm not in but wish to know
are the tragedies
The history behind the
Pacing futhur
Familiar children's
Dissonant and out of
And eyes are dead
Watching myself in a pool of
Wearing the mask of a
Smeared all my skin
Rotton and insects
Endless
Always the calm
Movement
Bleeding animals in a field of
There is no
Death is but a
They are mere
They are of me
insight
A smoke is nearby
covering my coat
Blend together to my name
Pale, covered me with
There are no left
Sole provider of
Distorted faith in
harvest burning
Blackest pages
Twisted perception true
Captured in dreams
Staring right
Spiritual decay - Still
Frozen in
Mourn this - All watching
Calling me
Closure to matters - I'm leaving
End of a
of morning
Calling me
Closure to bleak matters - I'm
End of a
Coming of morning -