Luyện nghe bài hát Terminal Show

The golden creature sits back on his throne
Gazing at us in
Six hundred guests, humanity's
Are wondering why are there

All roads here, all roads are burned
Have we digested the things we have
we a chance when the dead rise and dance
Have we the for the final romance

We better find out, the of the game
Chance of a future, frozen and
Or of a quick death here on a whim
Why are we here, does anyone
Why are we here, at the show?

The king has secrets, dark and morose
He'd it if we were like him
All the dark days in the maze
made a new man of him

All lead here, all roads are closed
Are we quite certain of all that we
Are we miscast or do we hold
Have we the for the final repast

We find out, the name of the game
of a new world, sunny and fine
Or of a burning a design
Why are we here, we don't even
Why are we at the terminal show?

The red queen is sleeping, lost in a
She and she sleeps all alone
All of her are crowded in here
Laughing, they pick at her

All lead here, none lead away
Are we quire certain here anyway
Have we wise or are we despised?
we the time for our final demise?

We better out, the name of the game
Chance of a world, rain and dismay
Pick up belongings, we all have to pay
Why are the vultures circling
Why can't we fight for the to our blood?

We are demented, knows
Misrepresented, coming to
Why are we here, we even know?
Why are we here at the terminal