Luyện nghe bài hát Modern

Jericho's strange, throbbing life at its heart:
people are drawn together, simultaneously apart...
Foundations are shattered in the
inside the barricaded doors
hiding behind their walls, lonely as falls,
the people are waiting for trumpets...

Babylon's strange, seventh of the earth:
ablaze in colour, slowly rotting in the dirt
and, with your head on fire, you you can't really see.
The hanging sing,
but with a ring:
the life is false, its me...

look back, or you'll turn to stone;
look around before your is overgrown
concrete slabs!
On your back the searching that stab
chintz curtains, glinting,
but never owning to a name
the inmates of asylums
all the are contagiously
insane...

Atlantis is strange, the of an age:
no-one really knows what to do, and the
is a cage.
It traps in ashen and concrete towers,
imprisons in the order:
the lost its way,
madness takes today...

I can't live water.

I live under water.

I live under water.