Luyện nghe bài hát Birth Of Serpents

Let the pull back till the fullness of the frame is clear and plain
Peer into the screen until you see it all like a in a crystal ball
Let it all fill smoke
Is this idea of a joke?

Let the fixer work until the silver's washed
And take the from the tray
hard at what you see and then remember you and me
And let the spring free
a jack-in the box
Like a hundred-thousand cuckoo
the Oregon corners to the Iowa corn
To the rooms with the heat lamps where the get born

Crawl through the tunnel and follow, follow the north west
See that young man who dwells inside his like an uninvited guest
See the twist
Clutch your rite in your fist
Let the camera do its dirty work down there in the
Sink low, rise high, bring back some blurry pictures to remember all darker moments by
Permanent on our knees
Never forget what it felt like to live in like these
From the California coastline to the corn
To the rooms with the heat where the snakes get born