Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral March

1]
Focus of an orchestra, dozen black
Energy of rock group, explosive
Half the appetite, the sacrifice
the path of light, laugh to afterlife
Earthly primitive images
Center of attention, my inner-tension
Conquest original, intent to purify
Regiment descend a vengeance
My brothers shed blood me
You hate on what I'd to be
It paralyzed force, I fly through my verse
I fly high in a parallel
Strange living in a world
Where children are just spit on greatness
I'm antisocial, misplaced
I'm not your trophy, breeds obsession

Yesterday not exist
Tomorrow is
is all there is

2]
Lust for advancement, development
Mentally elevate psychedelic
Isolated Mad talk torture
to Zoltar, dirtbikes and go-karts
Dark town angel
Danger's no foreigner, I strangers
Aqua, blue, turquoise-ingrained
landscape, my mind's machinery

3]
The danger's imminent, the blades are intricately
inside our mouths, we spit them out at the belligerent
A blessed array, decrepit decayed, in display,
Be of the records you play
In the black marble hall back when I can't recall
Show down house of blue leaves, and snowfall
We're impossible odds
Competition breathing? I'm a possible cause

4]
The illusion is lifted, the mist of this life shifted dimensions for the demented souls
Who hold pistols in suspense of the days suspended
Animation of the free will as a test but not yet
Not until the footsteps leave the green grass
After the is tossed in a soft pit of six feet of spirit form
You watch it awful and nauseous
The of death just stomped you as you crossed through the universal sauce
Your belief cost you your afterlife
Punishment of the grave as you by two blue-eyed angels
No halos and dark faces
questions, no less than this
No guessing, only a rebel of God wanted the session in which he will see his place in hellfire