Luyện nghe bài hát Return to the City of the Dead

(One, Two, Go!)

Just of heaven and north of hell is what lies in between
Over the and below the sky that's choked by gasoline
When the dogs break free and the walls talk back and the meek turn down the
It might take a miracle to make it home at all

We're in the
The of the dead
Ain't pretty
you've lost your head (your head!)

No god won't you 'cause he don't care about this town no more
And given the choice of voice, well it's seems we've been ignored
So strap on your boots and pick up yourself and run as as you can
The way in is the only way out and it's time to take a stand

We're in the
The of the dead
nuthin pretty
When you've lost head
We're on to the last worn thread
We're in the city, the of the dead (of the dead!)

This is all we've got and we know it ain't allot
First we get we're gonna get out
The streets are cold and the skies are grey hanging on day by day
First we get we're gonna break out

In the
The city of the
We're in the
The of the dead

In the
The city of the
in the city
The city of the

In the
The city of the
In the
The of the dead

in the city
The city of the
in the city
The of the dead
Of the dead! Of the dead! Of the dead!