Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Ages

Darlings are you ready for the long winter's
Said the lady in her
Said the in the hall
Is there time for

Cried the in his sleep not likely
Said the child, what's done
The lord can
And the vicar stands

And the dies
As the white dot flickers and is
And stops to cry
The big jet rumbles runway miles

That the patchwork green
Where slick tycoons and rich
opened up the seam
Of golden nights and flights

Ad-man overkill and in the haze crazed
We the sugar pill
Jagged fires mark the lines
The politicians and mealy-mouthed

Through corridors of power on creep
Come and see bureaucracy make its final
And let the new through
While take their leave

Families screaming line the
And put the through an corner shops
Where keepers kept the life-blood blue
Take their pick and try the

With and fishes shared
And the vicar as the lights go out
And no-one cares dark ages
Shaking the dead pages

not read
Cold burn in your head