Luyện nghe bài hát Terminal Show

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

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

We better out, the name of the game
of a future, frozen and grim
Or of a death brought here on a whim
Why are we here, does anyone
Why are we here, at the terminal

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

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

We better find out, the name of the
Chance of a new world, sunny and
Or of a a branded design
Why are we here, we don't even
Why are we at the terminal show?

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

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

We find out, the name of the game
Chance of a lost world, and dismay
Pick up belongings, we all have to pay
Why are the vultures above?
Why we fight for the right to our blood?

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