🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Collapse - Benighted

 COLLAPSE
 
 He  he is just seven years old
 Don't understand what he is doing 
 None of us can  the secret spheres
 Mechanisms which  him to dementia
 
 All that he can see looks  strange
 His hands  different, old and wrinkled
  are covered by tortuous veins
 Entire  decrepit
 
 Seized with a  distress
 
 At dawn of  birthday
 The  of his eight years
  night when he's gone
  asleep in a breath
 And never,  never awaken
 Dandled in  rest
 
 Even his own-voice has changed  the last time
 Tired, hoarse and 
 
 Asking what kind of disease he's got,  feels exhausted
  can't stand up
  told him that a cancer is growing in him everyday
 
 He can't recognize anybody around the 
  asks for his parents to come but they won't do
 He keeps the impress that he leaves without having 
 
 Who are these persons  me, all smiling
 With tears running on the 
  do they claim that they are my children?