Luyện nghe bài hát Iridescence

Must clean up the way until there is no one alive
And then there is always begging for the light. Endtime!

Time, torn and thrown into pre-existential oceans,
Must clean up the way till there's no left of me. Endtime!

Did I see me night? Then denied it today?
Same rite, done again?

It pours upon me
Disgorging down above.
And now too late.

Now, how are you
Is there any way I could be of help

I write a serenade of living yesterdays
I'll you tonight that no one really wants to listen to a song that really hurts
Who'd ever a love like a rainbow in the rain, iridescent but vain

I you would lie
Next to me in this bed of time

And the autumn and all the remaining time
And deceiving the horror, the pest and the relative
And the and darkness behind the doors at night

all these things are unaware

Must clean up the way there's not a soul left by my side
But there's always a little of someone meant to take good care of your heart.