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 forth and philosophies,
But the truth is deeper than these toys,
The song and throat of the silence,
Shows up this text for subtext of noise.

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

Made one day to quit being,
And back to the great and all,
To quite the politic of dreaming,
Exit the audience to the choir of the call,
This nameless everything reckoner of ages,
all it's children to it's world of wordless wonder,
The unknowing of eternity's school,
The blank of god and the of thunder.

And we know why we think it's beautiful,
And we even know what it is,
We just know we that it's wonderful,
of the soul in all of this.

Folded somewhere deep this day,
Are the parts of a scattered eternity,
Where all the chaotic coalesce into deep order,
And we really are is all we could never be,
Lifetimes in the vain pursuits of living,
Only to push us into next world wasted,
Our plans unused and laying on the map,
And the rain water the only vintage tasted.

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

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