Luyện nghe bài hát The Eighth Day

Dead the city dreams
Holding up its arms like limbs of
Mountains rise like mounds of
The sea has swallowed up the land

(chorus)
On the day, on the eighth day
Dancing devil knocking on my
It has to that came to more
To the flag, to raise a tune
You know they'll be here
The day, the eighth day

Hollow homes and streets
The people next door are looking for life's circus
On the day
Echoes of the chime
The clock moves on but what a waste of

(chorius)

The day (x3)

Pure heat and blood of sands
Two of crimson mists are swirling round and round
On the day
Pools of and eyes that shine
The mirrors craked but I they'll be mine oh mine

(chorus)
The day