Luyện nghe bài hát The Shape of Things

As I watch this grow
It starts to take a
Just under own being

And it finds
Will be the it has sought
Lost for all time, prize

When will it the hand that feeds it
First taste of it is so pure
The shape of so twisted

one quick strike
The turns to slave
The beast has from it's bonds

And what it
Outside the of it's own mind
For all time

When will it bite the hand feeds it
taste of flesh it is so pure
The shape of things so

As I watch this creature
It starts to a look
under it's own being

When will it the hand that feeds it
First of flesh it is so pure
The of things so twisted
No longer this nightmare