Luyện nghe bài hát The Shape of Things

As I this creature grow
It starts to take a
under it's own being

And what it
Will be the nothing it has
Lost for all time, this

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

With one quick
The master turns to
The beast has grown from bonds

And it finds
Outside the gates of it's own
For all unkind

will it bite the hand that feeds it
First taste of it is so pure
The of things so twisted

As I this creature grow
It starts to take a
Just under it's own

When will it bite the hand that it
First taste of flesh it is so
The shape of things so
No longer recognize nightmare