Luyện nghe bài hát The Enemy Within (Part I of Fear)

We've got nothing to but fear itself
Not pain, not failure, not tragedy?
Not the units in this mad machinery?
Not the broken contacts in emotional
With an iron fist in a velvet
We are under the gun
In the glory game on the power
Thy kingdom's be done
And the that we fear are a weapon to be held against us
not afraid of your judgment
He knows of horrors than your Hell
He's a little bit of dying
But he's a lot more afraid of lying
And the that he fears are a weapon to be held against him

Can any part of be larger than life?
Even love be limited by time
And who push us down that they might climb
Is any killer worth than his crime?
a steely blade in a silken sheath
We see what they're made of
shout about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things afraid of
And the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be against them

not afraid of your judgment
He knows of horrors worse your hell
He's a little bit afraid of
But he's a lot more afraid of your

And the things he fears
Are a weapon to be against him