Luyện nghe bài hát Ten Seconds In Los Angeles

How he every wretch's death
None of them are crystal
all shiver under fate's icy breath
But turn their face to the deceiver

to all the foul aberrations
Who off the disgust of the masses

All joined to make a scrap of a living
The eye all, the eye says so
Off the foul gasping breath of who are paying
He all and he says so

Behold, defective bodies in wonder
The creeps and whores, the wicker and
Amazement paints the faces in the rickety
They scream for more of the modern

Such as still the eyes of the happy
And us all away in the light life
Only the one knows the end
A torturous completion

Of all their wrong and black sins
Forcasted in crystal
Slouched over the seeing eye
He down each death and he quivers
How he knows every death
And none of them are crystal

Slouched over the seeing eye
He down each death and he quivers
How he knows every wretch's
And none of them are believers