Luyện nghe bài hát Terminal Show

The golden eyed creature back on his throne
Gazing at us in
Six hundred guests, humanity's
Are wondering why they are

All lead here, all roads are burned
we digested the things we have learned
Have we a chance when the dead rise and
Have we the time for the romance

We better find out, the name of the
Chance of a future, frozen and
Or of a death brought here on a whim
Why are we here, does anyone
Why are we here, at the show?

The king has secrets, dark and morose
He'd like it if we like him
All the dark days in the maze
made a new man of him

All roads lead here, all are closed
Are we certain of all that we know
Are we or do we hold fast
Have we the for the final repast

We better find out, the of the game
of a new world, sunny and fine
Or of a burning a branded
Why are we here, we don't even
Why are we here at the show?

The red queen is sleeping, lost in a
She wakes and she all alone
All of her are crowded in here
Laughing, pick at her bones

All roads lead here, none away
Are we quire certain we're anyway
we been wise or are we despised?
Have we the time for our final

We find out, the name of the game
of a lost world, rain and dismay
Pick up your belongings, we all to pay
Why are the circling above?
Why can't we fight for the right to our

We are demented, knows
Misrepresented, coming to
Why are we here, we don't even
Why are we here at the terminal