Luyện nghe bài hát Racing Shadows

There's nowhere to hide
from the fatman and all his
a TV
He his words so fine
great, important, and
a 20th magician
in reality nothing but a shark
He appears to be a in the dark
He's making and laws
to satisfy his paws
got this art down to perfection
Ideals
good for him is legalised
for the leader of the nation
but a dog bites
will ever bark
all his fade to nothingness
for he is but a in the darkness
every they take
move they make
everything is
an illusion
madmen rise and
many heads may
but they don't at all
and sow
perverted schemes
are reaching their
reigns
Simple
feed off the weak
posessing their
undercover of the titles hold
that makes them so
blindman trips and falls
and deaf men cannot at all
they towards
self destruction
yes-men nod and bow heads
could own own minds but instead
they're just like puppets of
and they play game while corpses
pave way
and they'll force a
until the day the racing
finally away
there's a burning in our hearts
it throws a light upon dubious talk
let the burn
to disclise all their
let them play games
but be to yourself
and the flames rage
the day
the racing finally fade away