Luyện nghe bài hát Terminal Show

The eyed creature sits back on his throne
Gazing at us in
Six hundred guests, best
Are wondering why are there

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

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

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

All roads here, all roads are closed
Are we quite of all that we know
Are we miscast or do we hold
Have we the time for the repast

We better find out, the name of the
Chance of a new world, and fine
Or of a a branded design
Why are we here, we even know?
Why are we here at the terminal

The red is sleeping, lost in a dream
She and she sleeps all alone
All of her fears are crowded in
Laughing, they at her bones

All roads here, none lead away
Are we quire certain we're here
Have we 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 vultures circling
Why can't we fight for the right to our

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