Luyện nghe bài hát Part 3 - Deeper Into The Mud

Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. Doe is looking around,
and -
frankly begins to go insane. The can't find such a
"feeling" in data
and becomes alarmed...

Outside the space
a bunch of metal pushed into my veins
John
la vista, oh la-la negras putas, muchos cojones!
It's so here...

Vegetation, out of my
Weird like death, rusty metal
The
How do you feel? Laa-la-laa... out of line!

Death! Death!
(Hey!) Now it's a crime to down here
This is not our property, charging us
The
No, no, no! not true!
we are all free, free from your sins!

Sure it's all
me of an overload
Surrounded by
I'm a hunter's prey
The
esto inter peccatores, dominus tecum!
John Doe manages to escape the circuit of the computerbrain, the

impregnated despair is slowly getting rid of its chronic
depression. The is
watching from aside with a contented smile. The is
starting to a
of electric charge in itself.

I can't find my
I'm short of breath, I only
Files are messed up, hi-tech
get back, this is not fun!
I escape, I am
I'll be lost
It's too hot
I'm afraid of is not
Why do you smile, don't it
Feel too much, I sorrow
I should pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO!
The computerbrain runs away to escape... John Doe is somewhere
else...
in pleasure.

American
You made spoiled
I've been in a dream for too long
They me to pay, but now, here, today...

YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

Is this way right or
I go... right or left?
It's too hot, no more
I wet, I will die!