Luyện nghe bài hát Look for The Truth

All my dark dreams drift smoke in the breeze
The fear grips me as I fall my sleep
Here comes the nightmare never ends
Here is the that makes monsters of men

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh

In the of my soul
In of ugliness and cold
Memories locked
All the doubts and fears I faced

Now they come
I am down to meet with them
Fear us all
Mine awake and they up tall

Look for the
Deepest cut of all you
Knife of the
of hatred slicing through
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh

I pray my will break
Maybe this time I wake
Weakness I hide so
dagger in my mind will tell

It's my stand
I make a out of each hand
To the shadows of the
a breath and I scream attack

Look for the
cut of all from you
Knife of the
of hatred slicing through

Here's for the
cut of all from you
Knife of the
Blade of slicing through
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh, yea

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh