Luyện nghe bài hát Mephisto

As madmen, some head down
a long-dead tree
Some discuss, all at
For no one to
Variations on
themes on vain glory
And as some go feral in performances
Dressing customs are metaphors
Of your
eyes are looking for Me...Mephisto
Laughing, I you
With games, tricks and philopsophies
Whose you would die for
In hunger to believe
How it amuse Me
And Me wonder
For how long that it was
Because now it does realy Me
As if ignorance was my desire...Mephisto
I am an who dresses in red
Riding above you, etching fire
I learned to fly
Don't you
While you still not come down
From you tree
I can teach you wonders if you give me soul
Marves and dreams can be yours
I can teach you how iron to gold
And how can grow so old
But I am a demon who in red
And I do not you will understand...Mephisto