Luyện nghe bài hát Birth Of Serpents

Let the camera pull back till the fullness of the is clear and plain
Peer into the until you see it all like a vision in a crystal ball
Let it all fill smoke
Is this somebody's idea of a

Let the fixer work until the silver's away
And the picture from the tray
Look hard at what you see and then you and me
And let the spring free
a jack-in the box
Like a hundred-thousand clocks
From the Oregon to the Iowa corn
To the rooms with the heat lamps the snakes get born

Crawl the tunnel and follow, follow the light north west
See that young man who dwells his body like an uninvited guest
See the twist
Clutch your birth in your fist
Let the camera do its dirty work there in the dark
Sink low, rise high, bring back some blurry to remember all your darker moments by
Permanent on our knees
forget what it felt like to live in rooms like these
From the California to the Iowa corn
To the rooms with the heat where the snakes get born