Luyện nghe bài hát All Seeing I

You more than you think
And think less than believes
futility
This paradox that screams
is sympathy
You spat in the face of
Then bold audacity
Pointed the right at me

The in you runs
So spineless of all you see
Infant
Concealing to hide
in apathy
Or left in the dust of
Faced with cold
Another to cast away

Now why
As you for the sky
On a wave of your own self importance you
Beg for forgiveness to those you scorn
The all seeing I has you to the core
To the

You speak than you think
And think less than will perceive
misanthropy
This numbing that breeds
is sympathy
You spat in the face of
Then with bold
Pointed the finger at me

Pointed the right at me

Now why...