Luyện nghe bài hát Karn Evil 9 Third Impression

Man born of stone;
Will stamp the dust of
His strike the flame of his soul;
Ties a rope to a and hangs the universe
Until the winds of blows cold.

Fear that rattles in ears
And rears it's head
.... death .... in the wind ....

Man of steel and kneel
fever's blazing torch
Thrust in the face of the
Draws a of compassion
Kissed by kings
Whose jewelled trumpet blind his sight.

Walls that no man thought fall
The of the just
.... dust .... in the wind ....

No man yields who in my ship
Danger!
Let the bridge computer
Stranger!
your program. I am yourself.

No computer in my way
Only blood can my pain
Guardians of a new clear
Let the of war be drawn.

Rejoice! is ours!
Our men have not died in vain,
Their need no flowers
The tapes have recorded names.

I am all is
Negative! primitive! limited! I let you live!
But I gave you
What else you do?
To do what was
I'm perfect! are