Luyện nghe bài hát Invertebraes

Some men spend a lifetime in the hope they can
A chart which will an able man then analyze
The wretched men who stumble somehow cannot arise
They'll pay one man to draw the charts another to
What secret signs are in the but do they really care
That one is long and one is and one line is not there
For or abstract documents that cannot have a soul
They cannot why this man fell and that one reached his goal
Nor can they tell why rebel and lose all self control
I think a thousand years now as it was long ago
Two roads be for all to see but which way will man go
Will he arise toward the skies to for some new plateau
Will he devise a brave new a world thus far unknown
Will he plow under all the of greed and hate he sewn
Or will he steal the very field he plants his hopes
As as there are two such roads a man can look upon
As long as some men deep within the twilight zone
The weak will always take the road that leads to wall of
should be made a stone blockade torn from the prison stone
And make a wall across all roads man not walk upon
And let the seeds of bitter weeds grow that road is gone
Then those who sot in power those who hold the might
Could then direct the hordes of men on to the way right
And then the men who draw the charts would see the light