Luyện nghe bài hát The Eighth Day

Dead the city dreams
Holding up its like limbs 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 raise the flag, to raise a
You know they'll be soon
The eighth day, the day

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

(chorius)

The day (x3)

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

(chorus)
The day