Luyện nghe bài hát No Future Part Two: The Days After No Future

Oh, I the last morning
The sun rise on the race of man
After which, it was clear, nothing could be the again
When to answer
For crimes
The response
they could find
Was that it seemed to be a idea at the time
Now the sun in the sky
Has to dust
The are running red with blood
And the cries of the are never, never enough

And those of us who were alive
Were rightly to go outside,
When said,
"This shoegaze - this is suicide."
Then they came torches and pitchforks,
guns, clubs and sharp swords,
When the loudest voice I ever said,
"It's over."

"And I, too, felt ready to start life all over again. It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe. To feel it so like myself, indeed, so brotherly, made me realize that Id been happy, and that I was happy still. For all to be accomplished, for me to feel less lonely, all that remained to hope was that on the day of my execution there should be a huge crowd of spectators and that they should me with howls of execration."

(Albert Camus, "The Stranger" (Ltranger))