Luyện nghe bài hát Terminal Show

The golden eyed creature back on his throne
Gazing at us in
Six hundred guests, humanity's
Are why they are there

All roads here, all roads are burned
Have we the things we have learned
Have we a chance when the dead and dance
Have we the time for the romance

We better find out, the of the game
Chance of a future, frozen and
Or of a quick death here on a whim
Why are we here, anyone know?
Why are we here, at the show?

The blind has secrets, dark and morose
He'd like it if we like him
All the dark days spent in the
Have a new man of him

All roads lead here, all are closed
Are we certain of all that we know
Are we miscast or do we fast
Have we the time for the final

We find out, the name of the game
of a new world, sunny and fine
Or of a burning a design
Why are we here, we don't even
Why are we here at the terminal

The red is sleeping, lost in a dream
She and she sleeps all alone
All of her are crowded in here
Laughing, pick at her bones

All roads lead here, none away
Are we quire certain we're anyway
Have we been or are we despised?
Have we the time for our final

We better find out, the of the game
Chance of a lost world, and dismay
Pick up belongings, we all have to pay
Why are the vultures above?
Why can't we for the right to our blood?

We are demented, knows
Misrepresented, to blows
Why are we here, we don't know?
Why are we here at the show?