Luyện nghe bài hát E.S.P. Mirage

A spiral orbit circumnavigates the
Fragments, of the origin's shape
The dreary synopsis of an aeon-old
Encircles the thoughts from minds escape

"And when my soul and unites
in a of the four elements
I'll be the magician of cosmic
astral instruments"

Like the psyche of the creator
Swirling the origin's indicator
from the spiral generator
E.S.P. Mirage!
I intersect the shining
When I travel in this spirit
Receiving visions the generator
E.S.P. Mirage!

by the questions of our existence
The patterns in reality
Secretive along an unthinkable distance
Force the thinking into unexplored

An entity which in the galaxy hurricane
With a changing by the age
The director of meteor rain
Which seems to be by a mathematical cage

to events so violent
But as no one hears it, it may be

"Therefore my thinking I'll
and in the duality of I and Me
'cause from trumpets you can
But from silence you flee"

Remotely viewing planes
Using my eye to gaze
As I detect the stains
In microbes, mountains and every inch of

before its divinity
It may be larger than