Luyện nghe bài hát Our Dying Island

I woke from my my nightmare was real,
At the altar of progress to of ambition we kneel,
Our database deities--they cannot us,
Microchip miracles only us.
The high priests of high finance that their actions are wise--
But our planet dies. . .
It dies for the want of more who care 'bout the poisons we
in the seas and the air,
Yet ignorant--still unaware,
We strive for a future with despair.
You say, "Why concern on the rivers and trees--they belong to
to exploit as we please?"
Face up to the fact that mankind's a disease--irrelevant
with T.V.s.
Tell me just what kind of fools would laugh and stare in the face?
Only to worst kind of fools (like you and I--the race).
If we laugh for long enough it well be our epitaph,
Mother Earth will laugh the will have the final laugh.
BUT WAIT--the time has to realise,
BELIEVE--the truth our will not disguise.
SPEAK say, "It's no concern of mine,"
DECEIVED--is to be to the crime.
We all toe the line and swallow the lies--and our dies.
Let computers dictate our the way we should
feel.
Turn our backs to the future now our are numbered,
And where will we run to when this is plundered?
Your a whisper drowned out when your avarice cries--
And dies. . .
Without hot winds or tower blocks crashing--no silver-lined
clouds herald passing,
From the of Eden--into death everlasting,
Such a high price to pay for what we without asking.
Stupidity's legacy is down the years--as our knowledge
dispelling the fears
That the ghosts of the past may reappear--as the dawn of the
silent nears.
Tell me just what kind of fools would laugh and stare in the

Only the worst kind of fools (like you and I--the race).
If we for long enough it could well be our epitaph,
Mother Earth will laugh the loudest--She will the final laugh.
(The advent of future for humanity.
You to your vanity--it blinds you to reality.
In temples of indifference we the gods of ignorance,
And sacrifice our final chance--behold the of innocence.)
BUT WAIT--the end is so we must choose,
we have everything to lose.
SPEAK OUT--if empty are all we're worth,
DECEIVED--it is the end for Earth.
We all toe the and swallow the lies--and our island dies.
If we think the world is our oyster we'll surely on the pearl,
It is ours for a while to respect not defile--but drunk with
power whirl.
The lands we dispute are not ours to pollute--neither the air
we breathe,
But how will we see reason when we can't see the wood for the trees.
Now we hold the future in the palm of our hand--place faith
In 'Rainbow Warriors' not of sand,
The hourglass is empty time is slipping away--so prepare
for the Judgement Day.
Court is now in Nature presides,
The are our children--whose futures we've denied.
The conclusive--we have no alibi,
The victim was our planet--the MATRICIDE.
BUT time has come to realise,
BELIEVE--the truth our will not disguise.
SPEAK say, "It's no concern of mine,"
to be party to the crime.
BUT WAIT--the end is so we must choose,
we have everything to lose.
SPEAK OUT--if empty words are all worth,
is the end for Mother Earth.