Luyện nghe bài hát Part 3 - Deeper Into The Mud

Deeper into the mud... led by the angel. John Doe is around,
and -
frankly begins to go insane. The 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!
It's so here...

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

Death! Death!
(Hey!) Now it's a to walk down here
is not our property, somebody's charging 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 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 smile. The computerbrain is
starting to a
reduction of electric in itself.

I can't find my
I'm of breath, I only feel
Files are up, hi-tech gone
Wanna get back, is not fun!
I escape, I am
be lost anyway
Comfortable? 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 away trying to escape... John Doe is somewhere
else...
in pleasure.

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

YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!

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