Luyện nghe bài hát One Of The Hunted

I feel the stare
From the watching eye of the
of death await me here
I'm to their illusion, confusion

of fowl slips through the wind
Releasing their death their fingers
Fate they on a tensel line
Must escape but there's to hide

Now exchanging
In this theater of ill
The steals the stage
his encore performance, encore performance

One of the
The have turned
One of the
nowhere to run

One of the
The have turned
One of the
There's to run

In the of nature I hear the laughter
Just another victim on this trail
They show no for this loss of life
It me of myself not long ago

And the for life that I'd seem to ignore
This for life are now my very own

Feel the stare
From the eye of the woodsman
Quivers of death await me
I'm blind to their illusion,

One of the
The tables have
One of the
nowhere to run

One of the
The tables turned
One of the
nowhere to run

One of the
The have turned
One of the
nowhere to run

One of the
The have turned
One of the
There's no, there's to run

One of the hunted, one of the