Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Order

The mystery of all,
Is why we the world is such a mystery,
Though I can't imagine it any way,
No I not for the life of me,
They put gods and philosophies,
But the truth is deeper than these toys,
The song and honeyed of the silence,
Shows up this for it's subtext of noise.

And we don't know why we think beautiful,
And we don't know what it is,
We just know we feel it's wonderful,
of the soul in all of this.

Made one day to quit being,
And merge to the great and all,
To quite the petty of dreaming,
Exit the audience to join the of the call,
This nameless this reckoner of ages,
Brings all children to it's world of wordless wonder,
The unknowing ration of school,
The of god and the bones of thunder.

And we don't why we think it's beautiful,
And we don't know what it is,
We just know we that it's wonderful,
Singer of the in all of this.

Folded somewhere inside this day,
Are the parts of a scattered eternity,
Where all the chaotic moments into deep order,
And what we are is all we could never be,
Lifetimes spent in the vain of living,
to push us into next world feeling wasted,
Our plans left unused and on the map,
And the rain wine the only vintage tasted.

But our lives are given back over to this dark mother,
The beyond all senses will forgive all that was other.

And we why we think it's beautiful,
Because we know it really is,
To come alive just to the wonderful,
There couldn't be any than this.