Luyện nghe bài hát Scattering the Timeweb

I made the of EIXI
I drew the of the southern tower
Awoke in a sea
of and bliss
In a far off
of a world close, still

The stroke of God's hand my brow
A subparticular of the universe
As in a fevery dream I meet a reality
I took of time, by a note in minor b

A of light,
seen not by eye but
before me
in this rite
I splinter the web
of time the cup
I leap forward a history
ancient and

In the of my hand I read of God's creation
And in my spine I its end

An ever raging pool of
I dived and swam on the of a whale of white noise

In the palm of my hand I read of creation
And in my spine I its end