Luyện nghe bài hát Surfer King

Behind the red door in american
there is a of roses
In the midnight hiss come me there
For i am nothing

Out on the tide strangers all are by
Under i wait for your kiss
with the beating of all these hearts

No more now, no horror sound, no maniac song from a tyrant
And the surfer king show me everything in the great green flash of the evening

Out on the tide we ride
smoke in our
under eclipse, i for your kiss
the beating of all these idiot hearts