Luyện nghe bài hát E.S.P. Mirage

A spiral circumnavigates the axis
Fragments, of the origin's shape
The dreary synopsis of an praxis
Encircles the thoughts from which escape

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

Like the psyche of the creator
Swirling the origin's indicator
from the spiral generator
E.S.P. Mirage!
I the shining pulsator
When I in this spirit simulator
visions from the generator
E.S.P. Mirage!

Perplexed by the of our existence
The in external reality
formulas along an unthinkable distance
Force the into unexplored philosophy

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

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

"Therefore my I'll incubate
and search in the of I and Me
from trumpets you can alienate
But from silence you flee"

Remotely viewing other
Using my eye to gaze
As I the spiral's stains
In microbes, and every inch of space

Trembling before its
It may be larger than