Luyện nghe bài hát Zounds

Crawling in crack, mechanical
Creatures, don't your eyes

The of existence is now distorted, to a level
Where sense is out of
The glassy image that refers to a state of
That again reflects to a dream, non-sleeping, nor awake
Your biggest is your consciousness
In the end it drag you down

Feed on yourself worthy
You, the error in a system

Of a soon to be self-destructed
I am you in a way you never thought
Was
A controlled device to a pattern
specially to make failure
For will be no more
No more, never to see what the path
To is

Who are you to think you can all existence?
I am God
And you are all my

Now die!