Luyện nghe bài hát Wreath

Falling inside
nightmare always the same
Still never
Halting at the brink of
Moving into the
inside to cover up
Dragging me down and
Entangled and undone at
Old
I'm not in need but to know
are the tragedies
The history the walls
Pacing down
Familiar children's
and out of time
And their eyes are
Watching myself in a pool of
Wearing the of a ghost
all across my skin
Rotton and insects
night
Always the calm
Movement
Bleeding in a field of fire
is no absolution
Death is but a
They are visions
They are of me
insight
A is rising nearby
Dust covering my
Blend to spell my name
Pale, covered me sweat
There are no words
Sole of death
Distorted faith in
Human harvest
Blackest turning
Twisted perception come
in dreams connected
Staring right
Spiritual decay - seeking
Frozen in
Mourn this departure - All
me back
Closure to bleak matters - I'm
End of a
Coming of
Calling me
to bleak matters - I'm leaving
End of a
of morning - Returning