Luyện nghe bài hát Willing Well II: From Fear Through the Eyes of Madness

What is this that I
And what is this I fear?
In these arms they down
Amongst the words that
In fields.
From pressure to
I to stay away
In the I test with
Your for me
To shout against these
With hope that one will free

So me

What is shit
You keep selling me,
I'm not gonna hold your here, anymore
And
burn in hell
While digging you out

So this face
And burn it to
To shelter it at
At the fire
And all the will fade
With the of the flame
So I a secret,
That no one know,
I shouldn't tell
But the, but over the world
one won't feel
This one won't leave me well

What is this
You (seven?) me, boy.

I'm not hold your hand here,
And
You'll in hell
they're digging you out.

I'm not gonna your hand here,
And
burn in hell.

In the of your bed
Do you that your stay here is good,
Oh boy, I'm eating my way home

In the of your bed
Do you feel that stay here is good,
Oh boy, I'm my way back home

Ohh ohh ohh, ohh ohh ohh

As told son
In the make of his escape
Should all good die
God at side
At the of his gates

No the robot none
the mind and a heart to comply
Then I disguise
And grieve of those dead im given the time

Run rabbit
Go hide in the of that grass
Run run

Should be
I'll earn volt
Breathe up loss
I'll fight cure

You know I

the last breath of air
As the earth comes down
Would you give her this last
To tear up life?

the last breath of air
As the comes trembling down
Would you give her this night
The love of life?

No one runs than you can
No one runs faster you
No one runs faster than you, (whispering)