Luyện nghe bài hát Heavenly Metals

I was born in the of a war.
The hospital was the last thing to out,
Located on the dark end of where a used to be.
It was the last functioning building, when the apocalypse
Put android snipers on the roof in a chamber.
Shot full of uppers, downers and all
The walls are created white with silver, red and blue
The colours were designed to the promise of a fantastic future,
A tomorrow, instead we got this.
The dream was at once from the IVs
Would pump you full of metals
That personally hand you a ticket to better.

The 23rd dimension, was where I to.
My coma in the metallic candy-land was again interrupted.
I trying to get out, but it always happens,
The second our overlap.
I try to hands with her,
But she me away,
Away from herself and the black velvet ripple that up the sky;
It is behind her.

holes hover over all of us,
Maybe a sign...
I wake up thirsty yet
To the floods of rain
Frustrated, being that close to someone that I could actually function with.
I think she it too,
Even though she is she keeps showing up.

It's not my dream anymore, ours
x5

No longer content the dream,
But since made to disappeared objects,
I need to these objects disappear with my own teeth.
I'm sorry if I've gotten sloppy with these dreams,
But all I have.
A cosmic force, of a forgotten
keeps the solution
Of the perfect dream, the one that may arrive.
The robotic, smoke-stained, amputee night nurses
Try to my future.
They are all tone deaf, their shrieks the windows that we no longer have
fall from the ceiling,
Impaling anyone who is unfortunate enough to be taking shelter there.

What am I doing
Is this or is this hell somewhere much worse
That I soon taste.
Will I ever of another place, or should I stay?
I ever get to feel any other place?
For now my mind may other landscapes
But my feet only of this decay. So I bask in it.
If learnt one thing in this junkyard, it is this:
Things may at any given moment,
So no if I'm dodging, pushing soldiers into shrapnel, their feet torn apart.
By my lover, the one with a monitor for a head
But next I could only have me of such luxuries

I often think of the plug
But I've heard it only gets
The ancients me to enjoy this hell
Because it's compared to
Door 23.