Luyện nghe bài hát The Eighth Day

Dead asleep the city
Holding up its arms like of steel
rise like mounds of sand
The boiling sea has swallowed up the

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

Hollow homes and gloomy
The people next door are looking for circus freaks
On the day
of the midnight chime
The clock on but what a waste of time

(chorius)

The day (x3)

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

(chorus)
The day