Luyện nghe bài hát Sonic Wind

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

In the

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

Fire-tail bats, to attack
And set the rafters and the roofs
Until the leaves the hand
Burns the down to the ground, through the ground

Creators are and wounds are left to weep
Sink to the table filtering through the
Closing behind the nightmarish fears that run
Down in valleys wait for the call to come

When it's all over and the empty
to the emptiness again

5000 miles airplane graveyards
Landmass oceans
Over continents a wind
Honing in on a tune no one can
pitch, simple glitch, promises
Over the skies, in

in direction
A wind is blowing
And the fire it is
Down in green valleys where never fly nor roam
airplane graveyards
And the wind is whistling