Luyện nghe bài hát Opera Fanatica (13.06)

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

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

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

Then hand in hand, we will that stand
I was myself, but now I am another man

a sense of urgency - Flawed invisibility
The negative converge - the synchronicity
A union of consequence this lost adversary

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

nothing more to fear - A question of a few degrees
From sane to - We're feathers on a dying breeze
You trust your life to float - Across the gentle ebb and
And on the random whims - A God no one really knows

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

There's nothing more to fear - A question of a few
From care to negligence - In or captivity
there is a place - Far outside these prison walls
Where I may live life - 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 fragile
Which the substance of the universe to me
The they're falling down, drawn to me in millions
Only I can set them free set them

Set them free! Only I can set free!

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

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