Luyện nghe bài hát Heavenly Metals

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

The 23rd dimension, was I came to.
My in the metallic candy-land was once again interrupted.
I kept to get out, but it always happens,
The our waves overlap.
I try to connect with her,
But she me away,
Away from herself and the black velvet that eats up the sky;
It is always her.

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

It's not my dream anymore, ours
x5

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

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

I often of pulling the plug
But I've heard it only worse
The ancients me to enjoy this hell
Because it's compared to
number 23.