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 save us,
Microchip miracles enslave us.
The priests of high finance claim that their actions are wise--
But our still dies. . .
It dies for the want of more people who care the poisons we
pump in the and the air,
Yet blissfully unaware,
We for a future entwined with despair.
You say, "Why waste concern on the rivers and belong to
to exploit as we please?"
Face up to the fact mankind's a disease--irrelevant microbes
colour T.V.s.
Tell me just what kind of fools laugh and stare death in the face?
Only to worst kind of fools (like you and I--the race).
If we laugh for long enough it could be our epitaph,
Mother will laugh the loudest--She will have the final laugh.
BUT WAIT--the has come to realise,
truth our eyes will not disguise.
SPEAK OUT--to say, "It's no of mine,"
to be party to the crime.
We all toe the line and swallow the our island dies.
Let dictate our emotions--determine the way we should
feel.
Turn our backs to the now our days are numbered,
And where will we run to when this is plundered?
Your conscience a whisper drowned out when avarice cries--
And dies. . .
Without hot winds or blocks crashing--no silver-lined mushroom
clouds herald passing,
From the Garden of death everlasting,
Such a high price to pay for what we without asking.
Stupidity's legacy is passed the years--as our knowledge
increases dispelling the
the ghosts of the past may again reappear--as the dawn of the
silent nears.
Tell me just what kind of fools laugh and stare death in the

Only the worst of fools (like you and I--the human race).
If we laugh for long it could well be our epitaph,
Mother Earth will laugh the will have the final laugh.
(The advent of insanity--no for humanity.
You to your vanity--it blinds you to reality.
In of indifference we hail the gods of ignorance,
And sacrifice our final chance--behold the of innocence.)
BUT WAIT--the end is so we must choose,
BELIEVE--that we everything to lose.
SPEAK empty words are all we're worth,
DECEIVED--it is the end for Earth.
We all toe the line and swallow the our island dies.
If we the world is our oyster we'll surely choke on the pearl,
It is ours for a to respect not defile--but minds drunk with
power whirl.
The lands we dispute are not ours to the air that
we breathe,
But how we ever see reason when we can't see the wood for the trees.
Now we the future in the palm of our hand--place your faith
In Warriors' not castles of sand,
The hourglass is empty time is slipping away--so prepare
for the Judgement Day.
Court is now in session--Mother presides,
The jury are our children--whose futures 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.
OUT--to say, "It's no concern of mine,"
DECEIVED--is to be to the crime.
BUT WAIT--the end is so we must choose,
BELIEVE--that we have to lose.
SPEAK OUT--if empty are all we're worth,
is the end for Mother Earth.