Luyện nghe bài hát One Of The Hunted

I feel the distant
From the watching eye of the
Quivers of death me here
I'm blind to their illusion,

Fletching of slips through the wind
their death with their fingers
Fate they lies on a tensel
Must but there's nowhere to hide

Now roles
In theater of ill humor
The steals the stage
With his encore performance, performance

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

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

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

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

the distant stare
From the watching eye of the
Quivers of await me here
I'm blind to their illusion,

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

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

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

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

One of the hunted, one of the