Luyện nghe bài hát Dark Ages

Darlings are you for the long winter's fall?
Said the lady in her
Said the butler in the
Is time for another?

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

And the dies
As the dot flickers and is gone
And no-one to cry
The big jet rumbles runway miles

That scar the green
Where slick tycoons and rich
Have up the seam
Of golden nights and flights

Ad-man overkill and in the haze consumer
We take the pill
Jagged fires mark the picket
The politicians weep and

Through corridors of on tip-toe creep
Come and see make its final heave
And let the new disorder
senses take their leave

Families screaming the streets
And put the windows through an corner
Where kept the country's life-blood blue
Take their pick and try the

With loaves and fishes
And the vicar as the lights go out
And no-one really dark ages
the dead closed pages

Better not
Cold rages in your head