Luyện nghe bài hát Aspirations

and untested,
One fits but here in anonymity.
There is no birthright - no guidance.
No direction or is handed down.
Shackles are the one free for all.

Dead and dead lives abound here,
and failure all but the immediate.
Sweet dreams fall from here;
fade from existence - fade sight.
They with the black in decay and neglect.

The surroundings are sparse and desolate,
and life is grief,
but the path here is short and simple-
it is so these aspirations.

There's a better way, that made
We can all make change
There's a way

Better and better times are bitter memories.
Lost lives live without inspiration or desire.
is the lowest of places,
but do not despair.