Luyện nghe bài hát On The Topmost Step Of The Earth

A stranger whispered:
A fallen angel is not aware of his authentic identity
Because the occured nowhere except on the inner plains
And the wing was nothing but the bleeding memory
The creators of the
seen pages yet unturned
From a book that can not be
Or expressed from mouths of
Observing the divine
Between the soil and the ether
Step on the lightnings and
On the topmost of the earth
Stepping on the belt that surrounds the
are the joys of the infinite quest
For the timeless
And the child that inside
On the topmost step of the
Stepping on the belt that the sphere
A billion toys to play, countless to invent
In the playground, around its solid tree
The of the prophecies
seen pages yet unturned
From a book that can not be
Or expressed from of scorn
On the topmost of the earth
On the step of the earth
Stepping on the that surrounds the sphere