Luyện nghe bài hát Moths

Spiral down the
Of least
a chute to a bed of nails
That becomes a

Bouncing souls

Emperor Ludwig is us
From to extreme
So is T

Technicolor and spires
trips and wires

5,000 fingers
Ready to our song

Vortex
All I and see

of my face and fears
In a of one way mirrors

from the drain

Whisper machines
Now that in our dimension
You'll never

To and harvest thee
Ahh, gleams

Down, to Bermuda Triangle
Sink, sink 10,000 below
Time to finally meet the
We let us whole

Light any

They fly in

Deep in
In New City

Drop a coin into a
Chickens dance on a hot

Hot foot round &
Til the wheel runs
you as we view
Through our ceiling of

Al Jolson
Please,
Can I get a

Crawl, crawl through the steaming
Please, please purple kool aid
beauty corpses point the way
We're not in Kansas any