Luyện nghe bài hát Andromeda Strain

[Lyrics:
Mendoza]

A predator
His time to be
waiting for a prey
The index
He will the death
all the race
The of the plague
Now it' s
to . . .

Andromeda you will die soon
Loosing blood every hole
Melena, and fever
Ebola-like

Now you the touch of death
Deterioration by sweating
Repulsive in
. . .

The was true
Eradication of our
we walk the path
Many of us die
Only the chosen may survive time . . .
Of and death

Your face a mask
Of expressionless white
From where the sunken
Cry bloody tears fall
from all around
Everywhere the eyes
That with the horror
Only death can
in the . . .

The was true...

[Solo

to breath
Walking streets
Where bodies
fall and die
Before your
The vision of the
Of a heartless

You see a women
With a fetal
And bleeding
nothing you can do
But for her
She died in a state of
And the of her lost

Ndua]

Your time has
, vomiting, bleeding, myalgia, fever
anuria, melena, delirium, tachypnea,
coma, stertor,

Has ended with our ?

There's no
That can us all
A few may survive
There's hope, an chance

Ndua]
But for now the silence
Many corpses in the slaughter
their static bloody eyes
Just why?
The of rotting flesh
with the wind
That also the disease