Luyện nghe bài hát Spacemen On Fire

Our glowing bones attract the dying
Our Mars-shaped eyes distort the mold
We're made of pure dust

The spacemen, the
The are all on fire
The spacemen, the
The spacemen are all on

Their frozen faces stare at blurs
As a darkness eyes

Our soft blood creates the stars at night
Our silver lips the thoughts of minds
made of pure electric dust

We pity love outside of and blood
As a darkness covers

kill us
Futures

Our ships will float on x2