Luyện nghe bài hát Sonic Wind

Sonic honing in
On a tune that no one can
Perfect pitch, simple
Promises it would never

In the

Change in where birds never fly nor roam
Lie 'neath green valleys and wait for the call to

Fire-tail bats, poised to
And set ablaze the and the roofs
Until the leaves the hand
the site down to the ground, through the ground

Creators are carving and wounds are left to
Sink to the table through the years
Closing behind the nightmarish fears that run
Down in green valleys for the call to come

When all over and the empty quarter
Returns to the emptiness

miles over airplane graveyards
Landmass oceans
Over continents a wind
in on a tune no one can hear
Perfect pitch, glitch, promises
Over the skies, in

in direction
A sonic is blowing
And the it is burning
Down in green valleys where birds fly nor roam
airplane graveyards
And the sonic wind is