Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral March

1]
Focus of an orchestra, dozen roses
Energy of rock group, explosive
Half the appetite, the sacrifice
That's the of light, laugh to afterlife
primitive disturbing images
Center of attention, my inner-tension
Conquest original, intent to purify
Regiment descend with a
My shed blood with me
You on what I'd love to be
It goes paralyzed force, I fly through my
I fly in a parallel universe
Strange living in a world
Where children are just spit on become
I'm antisocial, misplaced
I'm not your trophy, love obsession

Yesterday does not
Tomorrow is
is all there is

2]
Lust for advancement, personal
Mentally elevate psychedelic
Isolated Mad talk torture
Zolac to Zoltar, and go-karts
Dark iron-jawed angel
Danger's no foreigner, I enjoy
Aqua, blue, scenery
Fascinated landscape, my mind's

3]
The imminent, the razor blades are intricately
Placed inside our mouths, we spit out at the belligerent
A blessed array, decrepit decayed, in display,
Be selective of the you play
In the black marble banquet back when I can't recall
Show down house of 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 pistols in suspense of the last days
Animation of the will revealed as a test but not yet
Not the last footsteps leave the green grass
After the coffin is tossed in a soft pit of six feet of form
You it feeling awful and nauseous
The angel of death just stomped you as you crossed through the sauce
Your agnostic belief you your afterlife
Punishment of the grave as you approached by two blue-eyed
No and dark faces expressionless
Three questions, no than this
No guessing, only a rebel of God wanted the session in which case he will see his in hellfire