Luyện nghe bài hát Part 3 - Deeper Into The Mud

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

Outside the breathing
Like a of metal pushed into my veins
Doe:
Hasta la vista, oh la-la negras putas, cojones!
so beautiful here...

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

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

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

impregnated with despair is slowly getting rid of its
depression. The is
from aside with 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 feel
are messed up, hi-tech gone
Wanna get back, is not fun!
I escape, I am
be lost anyway
Comfortable? too hot
I'm afraid of is not
Why do you smile, don't it
Feel too much, I feel
I should stay pale my monitor. LET ME GO!
The computerbrain away trying to escape... John Doe is somewhere
else...
in pleasure.

American
You yourself spoiled
I've been livin' in a 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?
It's too hot, no more
I feel wet, I die!