Luyện nghe bài hát The Flood

(The is closed...)

(They from a galaxy far away
to their holy war in
The pliocene world called
The land)

They take a sadistic delight of
In a of coercive power and might
breeding a new of hyprid child
To conquer the world without a
To the power of strength
The mental capacity
The tool to obstruct the
Chance of trying for humanity - for

Healing every
No sickness - no aging - no
Living for a thousand years or
The exiles are crying
To the exotics of Tana
They're the gray torcs around their necks
All can they mental punishment
If unitu'd fight its way through - its way through

A group of refusing to submit to the host
a plan to destroy the ruling race
the non-born king of humans has the in his hands
Deceiving his own - and his real face

(Yes...we adopted the humans. They fight our battles, grow our food,
They our mines and factories, they administer our commerce,
infiltrate our sacret guilds,
They their very blood and genes with our own.
But that is not all. We are faced with the humiliation -
And again we have brought it upon ourselves.
For a now aspires to our high kingship...)

Interrogation - humiliation - blind agression -

The maddened creates the earthquake
to break down the to the sea
Killing the host with the - catastrophe
remains there to be