Luyện nghe bài hát One Of The Hunted

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

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

Now exchanging
In theater of ill humor
The understudy steals the
With his encore performance, performance

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

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

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

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

Feel the distant
the watching eye of the woodsman
Quivers of death me here
I'm to their illusion, confusion

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

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

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

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

One of the hunted, one of the