Luyện nghe bài hát Karn Evil 9 Third Impression

Man alone; born of
Will stamp the dust of
His strike the flame of his soul;
Ties a to a tree and hangs the universe
the winds of laughter blows cold.

Fear that rattles in men's
And rears hideous head
Dread .... .... in the wind ....

Man of steel pray and
With blazing torch
in the face of the night;
Draws a blade of
by countless kings
Whose jewelled trumpet blind his sight.

Walls that no man would fall
The altars of the
.... 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
blood can cancel my pain
Guardians of a new clear
Let the of war be drawn.

Rejoice! is ours!
Our young men not died in vain,
Their graves need no
The tapes have their names.

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