Luyện nghe bài hát Walkers

He woke up a world that was not the same as when he left
He woke up to the walking, the walking

will he find
A little of mind,
Collect his
And show His light to the
All the he holds
'Til then he himself,
"This is not my home!"

How many does he have to break to get answers?
He's got all the right
But with no direction, he's in all but
Living life in a world devoid of
All of the simple things in life get taken
Where does he to now
When aspect of consciousness has faded away?

Is no one?
His reality has away
Is no one?
A withered body, mind, but a hopeful

Tossing and
Yet he no peace
All do is kill kill kill!
And all he can do is run hell!

He strives to find hope not from this
No more waiting for his call
And he'll bite the
He cries aloud "I this place like my own,
But is not my home.
is not my Home!"