Luyện nghe bài hát Part 3 - Deeper Into The Mud

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

Outside the breathing
Like a bunch of metal pushed my veins
Doe:
Hasta la vista, oh la-la putas, muchos cojones!
It's so here...

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

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

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

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

I can't my memory
I'm short of breath, I feel
Files are messed up, gone
get back, this is not fun!
I escape, I am
I'll be anyway
Comfortable? too hot
I'm afraid of is not
Why do you smile, like it
too much, I feel sorrow
I should pale behind my monitor. LET ME GO!
The computerbrain runs away trying to escape... Doe is somewhere
else...
in pleasure.

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

YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

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