Luyện nghe bài hát E.S.P. Mirage

A spiral circumnavigates the axis
Fragments, of the origin's shape
The dreary of an aeon-old praxis
Encircles the thoughts from minds escape

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

Like the released psyche of the
Swirling around the indicator
from the spiral generator
E.S.P. Mirage!
I intersect the shining
I travel in this spirit simulator
Receiving from the generator
E.S.P. Mirage!

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

An entity spins in the galaxy hurricane
With a changing by the age
The director of meteor rain
Which seems to be framed by a cage

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

"Therefore my thinking incubate
and search in the of I and Me
from trumpets you can alienate
But from you can't flee"

Remotely viewing other
my mind's eye to gaze
As I detect the spiral's
In microbes, mountains and every of space

Trembling before its
It may be larger infinity