Luyện nghe bài hát Arc Of Time (Time Code)

You can a plan
Carve it stone
Like a feather
It is still

Until the clock up
it's time to go
You choose the high
Or the lower

You clinch your fist
You fork your tongue
As you curse or
All the you've done

And the faders
And the dies
As we pass
On the arc of

So you nurse your
Like a wounded
In the covered cage of

star is crossed
By thoughts
That separate and collide

And they twist sheets
Till you asleep
And finally unwind

a black balloon
It's a you'll soon deny

I hear if you make
With Christ
You will get up
From that chalk

And then get dolled up
And you'll dress in
All to take place
In his line

And then in come
With those marching
In a compromise

No whiskey slurs
No more haired girls
For your eternal life

And do the dance
That was
At the very of time

Singing, I you son
The day come
You would die, you'd die, die, you'd die

You would die, die, you'd die, you'd die
You would die, die, you'd die, you'd die
You die, you'd die, you'd die

To the deepest
Of the human
The of death expands

Till we crack the
We have always
But never understand

On a board
We will be born
Again, again, again,

And again, again, again,
And again, again, again,
And again, again,