Luyện nghe bài hát Terminal Show

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We are demented, everyone
Misrepresented, to blows
Why are we here, we don't know?
Why are we here at the show?