Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal Ball

As I looked my crystal ball...
was formed a tragedy.
Oh but there's nothing to about...
It was just a from my memory.
Well it seems that the 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 and their wives
Landed on mars to another race...

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

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

Diana wept a tear after we 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 been my wife
But her time, I didn't dare
To waste.

As I stared into my ball,
was formed a tearing 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 them it was
Such a disgrace to think men were
The of it. well you know
How the story goes...the sun they
Was their slave...
and round and round the
Table she goes. carried
The right to their grave...
And I smell the of the
Burnt out minds...who
For the truth of space. and the
Dizziness felt inside...
off the spinning
Slave earth...

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

As my drop on my crystal ball,
Magnifies the of christ.
As I blink, his take him away.
What he said, man to self
?help god. as reward, he
our blood from his eyes...
And the that 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
Another light land...
Or was it really
day dream...blemished
By the finger prints of man...

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

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

And I taste tunnels through
The sky...as the axis in it's womb.
flowers and animals try to
Hold positions they had
Their bloomed...
And I follow the last up
To the of the moon's meadows.