Luyện nghe bài hát Deep Order

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

And we know why we think it's beautiful,
And we even 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 the petty politic of dreaming,
Exit the audience to the choir of the call,
This everything this reckoner of ages,
all it's children to it's world of wordless wonder,
The ration of eternity's school,
The of god and the bones of thunder.

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

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

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

And we know why we it's beautiful,
Because we know it really is,
To come alive to feel the wonderful,
There be any more than this.