Luyện nghe bài hát Opera Fanatica (13.06)

Gather my friends - Attend to my confusion
thoughts till now have been too far for you to reach
Gather close to me - My of delusion
Listen carefully to what I to teach

So finally, you will walk with me - As an equal in the of my prophecies
No struggle now, and no falling down - No from the attitudes and jealousies

The King is dead, so me - No voices in my head, so worship me!

Then hand in hand, we make that stand
I was once myself, but now I am man

There's a sense of urgency - Flawed
The negative converge - the synchronicity
A union of beyond this lost adversary

The is dead, so worship me - No voices in my head, so worship me!

There's nothing more to - A question of a few degrees
From to maniac - We're feathers on a dying breeze
You your life to float - Across the gentle ebb and flow
And on the random - A God that no one really knows

The King is dead, so worship me - No voices in my head, so

There's nothing more to fear - A of a few degrees
From care to - In freedom or captivity
Perhaps there is a - Far outside these prison walls
Where I may live your - A cleaner slate, a stronger cause

The King is dead, so me - No voices in my head, so worship me!

So I exist in this equilibrium
Which the substance of the universe to me
The stars they're down, drawn to me in millions
Only I can set them free set them

Set them free! I can set them free!

You try to live me by your side
You try to without me now but
I will be there, just a single breath away
And I will always be there I will share your fate

The King is dead, so worship me - No voices in my head, so me!
The King is dead, so worship me - No in my head, so worship me!