Luyện nghe bài hát One Of The Hunted

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

Fletching of slips through the wind
Releasing their with their fingers
Fate they on a tensel line
escape but there's nowhere to hide

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 tables turned
One of the
nowhere to run

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

One of the hunted, one of the