Luyện nghe bài hát New Breed

in the mist of the
A new breed was
..
Like a in blood
to run
...
The soul
standing proud
Breed!
the
Creation
A new take to
on your very hands
Guts made with
... of bones
it him proud
the clouds
Destend to blink with their eyes
Protected to under the skin
any colors to ruin its face
To conquer and win with all its

You know when he
His will be loud
for some*
.. ...
the demons
The of time
A new of human
...
No need to
No need to
...
A new ... to