Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral March

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

Yesterday does not
Tomorrow is
is all there is

2]
Lust for advancement, development
Mentally psychedelic elements
Isolated Mad Child talk
to Zoltar, dirtbikes and go-karts
Dark town angel
Danger's no foreigner, I strangers
Aqua, blue, scenery
Fascinated landscape, my mind's

3]
The imminent, the razor blades are intricately
Placed our mouths, we spit them out at the belligerent
A array, decrepit decayed, in every display,
Be selective of the you play
In the black marble banquet hall back when I recall
Show house of blue leaves, blood and snowfall
We're indestructible odds
Competition stops breathing? I'm a possible

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