Luyện nghe bài hát Part 3 - Deeper Into The Mud

Deeper the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is looking around,
and -
frankly to go insane. The computerbrain can't find such a
"feeling" in it's
banks and alarmed...

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

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

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

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

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

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

American
You made yourself
I've livin' in a dream for too long
forced me to pay, but now, here, today...

YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

Is this way or wrong?
Should I go... or left?
too hot, faith no more
I wet, I will die!