Luyện nghe bài hát Racing Shadows

There's left to hide
from the fatman and all his
a TV
He his words so fine
great, important, and
a century magician
in reality he's nothing but a
He appears to be a in the dark
He's making and laws
to satisfy his paws
He's got art down to perfection
Ideals
what's for him is legalised
for he's the of the nation
but a dog bites
will seldom bark
all his fade to nothingness
for he is but a shadow in the
every step they
every move make
is fake
just an
rise and fall
many heads may
but they don't at all
and sow
perverted schemes
are reaching their
reigns
Simple
they feed off the
posessing their
of the titles they hold
that makes so bold
blindman trips and falls
and deaf men cannot at all
they smile
their destruction
yes-men nod and bow their
own their own minds but instead
they're just like of corruption
and play their game while corpses
their way
and they'll a smile
until the day the racing
finally away
there's a fire burning in our
it throws a light upon their dubious
let the burn
to disclise all lies
let play their games
but be true to
and the will rage
the day
the shadows finally fade away