Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal Ball

As I looked into my ball...
There was a tragedy.
Oh but there's to worry about...
It was just a flash my memory.
Well it seems the holiday wheel...,
You know, the one was between earth
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 earth we 3 continents.
Their soul snuffed out by
ice and rains...

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

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

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

Diana wept a tear after we love
And said: my earthly darling, I 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 dare
To waste.

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

As the sun it's secret
Through space...to men the false pride
Opposite...telling that it was
a disgrace to think that men were
The ruler of it. well you
How the goes...the sun they thought
Was circling slave...
Round and and round the
Table she goes. some
The right to their grave...
And I the scorch of the
Burnt out minds...who
For the hurting of space. and the
Dizziness felt inside...
Reflected off the
pebble earth...

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

As my drop on my crystal ball,
Magnifies the of christ.
As I blink, his angels him away.
What he said, man tries to
?help god. as reward, he
our blood from 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 eternal to rest.
Or his angels just ufos
Vapor trails lead
light year land...
Or was it really
day dream...blemished
By the smudgy finger of man...

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

As I through my crystal ball,
I ride upon the waves of sound.
I see of launching
Pads even before the first of
Grass brown.

And I their tunnels through
The sky...as the axis turns in womb.
Frozen and animals try to
positions they had before
Their bloomed...
And I follow the rocket up
To the of the moon's meadows.