Luyện nghe bài hát Fistful Of Sand

Up from the sands of the mighty comes,
Our hero bold, who so told, is a lot like you and me.
His passion burns, the it turns,
He fills his to fill the void,
And the constant feeling,
Of nothingness his soul.
Feels like nothing did.
like nothing ever could.
Dark and world I hated,
I left behind.
I don't need you, and I don't you,
World left me blind.
the sands of the mighty Sahara lies,
Buried treasure sunken deep, in darkened where dead men sleep.
fills hands, or is it sand,
The same covers everything?
cities stood, soon deserts found,
Now beneath the swelling ground.
like nothing ever did.
Kills nothing ever could.
Dark and jaded I hated,
I left behind.
I don't you, and I don't want you,
that left me blind.
This is for the taking,
This is suffocating.
Plastic of novacain,
Some PCP to the pain.
Build a to store your rust,
piles of blowing dust.
Under the of the mighty Sahara,
Goes our bold, in seach of gold, a casket for a dying world.
Our hero stands, in hand,
The for his endeavors.
The cheer, to hide their fears
That no man forever.
like nothing ever did.
Kills nothing ever could.
Dark and world I hated,
I left behind.
I don't need you, and I don't you,
World that me blind.