Luyện nghe bài hát The Scorpion Deathlock

Distance
As if is a dying cockroach

Plagues
enclose

Sitting upon this wooden
I am to billions of bullets

In this moment I am
In this

Why is it so to see ourselves?
Why is it so to see ourselves?
Why is it so difficult to see ourselves?

Why is it so difficult to see
Why is it so to see ourselves?

No poem I've wrote nor song I sung
Can halt the army of

Numbers, numbers, numbers,

In this moment I am helpless,
In this

Serpents will transform into
Only to in the deepest red
always expressed my thoughts in colors
But we remain

Numbers, numbers, numbers,