Luyện nghe bài hát E.S.P. Mirage

A spiral orbit circumnavigates the
Fragments, threads of the origin's
The synopsis of an aeon-old praxis
the thoughts from which minds escape

"And my soul and spirit unites
in a oneness of the four
I'll be the magician of rites
astral instruments"

Like the released of the creator
Swirling around the origin's
Visions from the generator
E.S.P. Mirage!
I the shining pulsator
When I in this spirit simulator
Receiving visions from the
E.S.P. Mirage!

by the questions of our existence
The patterns in external
Secretive formulas an unthinkable distance
Force the into unexplored philosophy

An entity which in the galaxy hurricane
a plasticity changing by the age
The director of periodic meteor
Which seems to be framed by a cage

Mother to events so
But as no one it, it may be silent

"Therefore my I'll incubate
and search in the of I and Me
'cause from trumpets you can
But silence you can't flee"

Remotely viewing planes
Using my mind's eye to
As I detect the stains
In microbes, mountains and every of space

before its divinity
It may be than infinity