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 with silver, red and blue lining
The colours were designed to promote the promise of a future,
A tomorrow, instead we got this.
The dream was at once from the IVs
pump you full of heavenly metals
That hand you a ticket to somewhere better.

The dimension, was where I came to.
My coma in the metallic candy-land was once 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 eats up the sky;
It is behind her.

These holes hover all of us,
it's a sign...
I up thirsty yet again
To the floods of rain
Frustrated, from that close to someone that I could actually function with.
I think she it too,
though she is hesitant she keeps showing up.

It's not my dream anymore, ours
x5

No content with the dream,
But made only to disappeared objects,
I to feel these objects disappear with my own teeth.
I'm sorry if I've sloppy with these electronic dreams,
But all I have.
A force, of a forgotten element
keeps the dreamlike
Of the dream, the one that may never arrive.
The wretched robotic, smoke-stained, amputee night
Try to my future.
They are all tone deaf, shrieks break the windows that we no longer have
fall from the ceiling,
Impaling anyone who is unfortunate enough to be taking under there.

What am I here?
Is this hell or is this hell much worse
That I will taste.
Will I ever know of another place, or should I
Will I 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 I've one thing in this junkyard, it is this:
Things may worsen at any moment,
So no if I'm dodging, pushing soldiers into shrapnel, their feet torn apart.
By my dream lover, the one with a monitor for a
But next I could only me dreaming of such luxuries

I think of pulling the plug
But heard it only gets worse
The ancients tell me to enjoy this
it's angelic compared to
Door 23.