Luyện nghe bài hát Sound Of The Machine

Turn your head and the hole
from where the illutions shine
Cast a glance the mole
which the skin so pure, so fine
The garden hangs inside a
so dark, yet lit
The you poured from silver spoon
the poison and bit

With the sound of machine
in your wealthy dreams
You dance the calf
and your mind is torn in

Try to see how you will
when, at last left alone
Shoulder to the final
in your machinery of flesh and

With the sound of machine
ringing in your dreams
You around the calf
and mind is torn in half

and moaning
the thing comes to a
Grinding and
as you the salt

With the of your machine
ringing in your wealthy
You dance around the
and your mind is torn in