Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal Ball

As I into my crystal ball...
was formed a tragedy.
Oh but there's to worry about...
It was just a flash my memory.
it seems that the holiday wheel...,
You know, the one that was between
And the moon...well any way, was
2,000,000 killed...bodies in the
Afternoon...

Explosions, 1,000 or more,
waves and hurricanes...
And down on we lost 3 continents.
Their fiery snuffed out by
ice and rains...

And of my life...floating,
soaring through space...
But my sons and their
Landed on mars to start race...

As I gazed upon my ball,
There a cloud of jealousy.
But nothing to feel sad about...
By this time, due for only history.
Well, it that the chambers of the
Gods were being for good.
Why would such heavenly want
To earth ?
But as I I understood.

As the turned to a jealous
Green, which was in the heart
Of man...the didn't respect
The help of the gods. instead turned against
man. as they tried to defy, they
Died, the wicked pits of hell.

Diana wept a after we made love
And my earthly darling, I must bid
You farewell...the of your mud brothers ...
As of my life...floating,
Still in space...
She could have been my
But her time, I didn't wish
To waste.

As I stared into my ball,
There was a tearing of hearts.
Ego armies marched onto view
to be blown apart.

As the sun whispered secret
space...to men thinking the false pride
Opposite...telling that it was
Such a disgrace to think men were
The of it. well you know
How the goes...the sun they thought
Was their slave...
Round and and round the
Table she goes. carried
The right to their grave...
And I smell the of the
out minds...who searched
For the hurting of space. and the
Dizziness they inside...
Reflected off the
pebble earth...

As of my life...
Some floating, some soaring in
Collections of my
Will turn only as time will age.

As my tears on my crystal ball,
the reflections of christ.
As I blink, his take him away.
What he said, man tries to
?help god. as reward, he
Wipes our blood his eyes...
And the cross he would
Use for his throne
Not life but death. is the way
All go ? ...carrying the first necklace
Of death...
His preaching the
Of happiness to rest.
Or were his angels ufos
Vapor trails lead
Another year land...
Or was it really
day dream...blemished
By the smudgy prints of man...

And of my life...floating,
soaring in space...
And spirits of bee
they find a resting place.

As I wander through my ball,
I suddenly ride upon the of sound.
I see of launching
Pads even before the blade of
Grass brown.

And I their tunnels through
The sky...as the turns in it's womb.
Frozen and animals try to
Hold positions they had
morning bloomed...
And I follow the last up
To the libraries of the meadows.