Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral March

1]
Focus of an orchestra, black roses
Energy of group, symphony's explosive
Half the appetite, the sacrifice
That's the of light, laugh to afterlife
Earthly primitive disturbing
Center of attention, feel my
original, intent to purify spirit
Regiment with a vengeance
My brothers shed blood me
You hate on what I'd to be
It goes paralyzed force, I fly my verse
I fly high in a universe
Strange fascinations living in a
Where children are just spit on greatness
I'm antisocial, aggression
I'm not your trophy, breeds obsession

Yesterday not exist
Tomorrow is
Today is all is

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

3]
The imminent, the razor blades are intricately
Placed our mouths, we spit them out at the belligerent
A blessed array, decayed, in every display,
Be selective of the records you
In the black marble banquet hall when I can't recall
Show house of blue leaves, blood and snowfall
We're indestructible impossible
Competition stops I'm a possible cause

4]
The illusion is lifted, the mist of this life with shifted for the demented souls
Who hold in suspense of the last days suspended
Animation of the free will revealed as a but not yet
Not the last footsteps leave the green grass
After the coffin is tossed in a soft pit of six feet of spirit
You watch it feeling and nauseous
The angel of death stomped you as you crossed through the universal sauce
agnostic belief cost you your afterlife
Punishment of the as you approached by two blue-eyed angels
No and dark faces expressionless
Three questions, no less this
No guessing, only a rebel of God wanted the in which case he will see his place in hellfire