Luyện nghe bài hát Apparition No12

Hey now my red rolling in
To catalogue and number every stone dream
And I've Sal thumbing his way up to the stars
I've seen angels in the galleries qnd heroes in the bars

seen a death warrant out on the moon
I saw what happened the prophet spoke too soon
And I heard the sneeze into the evening
And all the singers selling fake hope to the sleeping

I've the cover up of cold hard facts
And burning acid holes in the magazine racks
And I saw Jenny have a in the street
Where they're playing blind mans between the dying and the concrete

I've seen a paper corpse up a doorway
I heard the lonely voices yeah, I did it your way
And I held the up to a looking glass
It bears a resemblance to the embers of the past

I've seen the chorus-girls, the and the rot
Seen debates on the steel-rim of a whiskey shot
And I caught the in a hurricane's eye
seen these AK-47's with their noses to the sky

And I smelled the of the ashes and the orchids
I've got tattooed on the insides of my eyelids
And I'll be when the Richter reaches 10
I bled by weapons, babe, and now I'm one of them.