Luyện nghe bài hát Omen

A eye zapped across the screen,
With tentacle feeler type thin roots,
for someone maybe me,
With large block letters,
into the white around the pupils screaming,
R e v o l u t i o n,
Revolution,
And as the eye and green,
Sort of with no obvious locomotion,
Closer and until it was like this on my screen,
It split and blood flowed each side of the street,
Washing things that we didn't need to see,
Just like beer cans peanut shells and of the daily news,
And then laying there, bleeding a stuck pig,
Was a pig,
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