Luyện nghe bài hát The Seas Of Amontillado

Where are you
Why everyone of us following

Anywhere you are and you'll be
The shadows from past will return and you will see
You will never escape this
Those are killing you and they are killing themselves
Prisoners' stage mass breakout but that take them a chance
Hammer for the scoundrels
You're of your heart but you're doing what it want
everything will spill out in the wind like a smoke
There must be more to love this
Suffering is preventing for the and happiness
Walls and bridges down with togetherness
Nube solet pulsa candidus ire

Please stand up all together now
In your hands you're keeping world and our life
I I saw apocalyptic flood
A hard rain fell down but no-one
That was a for confession from sins
And after like an angels use a wings
Rise to the Heaven to beg for the
But nobody gave any direct information
Some of them were crying, of them were trying
To escape from this place they were dying
I stand up on the and said to them all
Brothers and don't go with a flow
Now we all must how to protect our own life
'Cause the Earth soon will spill out but the World will
listened nobody saw me
Water flooded us all and that dream came me

If you see the lining of the
And if someone took a burden from your
And if not exist any
And if words are hurting
And if a border between the and the victim faded away
passed away, you passed away

But if you are standing on the bottom
And if nobody help you to survive
And if loneliness is a synonym of life
And if hieratic posture is arousing a laughter
And if a border between the and the badness faded away
You are in way, you are in your way

Watch out, of love which is between us all
We break each others hearts without thinking
no time for wondering
Look out, all those want to stone you
Sometimes we haven't got a clue people who we hate
Them life is good but all things must pass
There's no need to cry, better leave all behind.

the truth go to the dark end
Don't seek a solace in the
at the despicable rituals of funerals
They are burying the of the crowd
Webbing rhetoric of orators not Cicero
Friends, poets, knights, warriors
Cross the border, stand against the
We will lose certain
Stand proudly being a losers in the winners'

I am not guide yet, my dear
I ain't gonna change rights
Now I do not feel pain or
You see it in my eyes
Now I'm to the dark end
the poetry by the words
White dove sleeping in a black
I'm against the crowds

Anywhere you're going you will escape from this...