Luyện nghe bài hát Skies

Cough, gasp, and sputter,
spinning helplessly toward the earth.
A loss of control, the sky whole.
down, down.
Forever down, down, down.

But is it a flightless fall?
No deceptive currents, no at all?
Maybe it?s too naive to not ship
when deviating so drastically the initial script.

beneath the weight of inevitability,
and all the therein.
in the shadow of the ever-present sun,
eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.

Is it void? Or is the truth in shade?
Are all the facts us a masquerade?
Suffering no deceit, no lies,
we stand in our own and we mobilize,
waking up to blazing
and the of rancid meat.
Don?t the patience or the time to repeat mistakes.
Like high, hot hauls, through highway
with bigger for hungry trolls.
Each horn by eye sockets torn,
on the graves of the worn.
Welcome to the place is born.
in the right place, just missing the mark.
Feigning is a shot in the dark.
With no and no regret,
is anybody listening

Tremble beneath the of inevitability,
and all the therein.
Cower in the shadow of the sun,
eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.

in uncertainty.
Strange things can happen when with adversity.
Ask and you receive,
or swing frantic arms. Fate is nothing but a nervous belief.
I believe the end is in pavement.
I don?t there?s anything beneath.
I believe there?s death in the basement,
no I believe.

No I believe.

Embrace the fall, is no end.
No hypothesis to comprehend.
No bruised and battered egos in entire ethos.
No creation myth. No wind to pad the story with.
Only I will never quit, or my brothers quit,
but I?ll lower down a if you?re abandoning the ship.
?True sailing?s dead,? should have been the first thing
before the writing be written, before the writing could be read.

The wreckage was found,
but the box was recovered.
The message profound.
In our final our true names are all discovered.
So let it fall, fall. Even if it out to be futile,
at least we ask for a sky so clear or a day more beautiful.
never find the wreckage, transcending all human languages.
Just a promise and a final message: the descent is all there truly is.
Just a promise and a final message: the is all there ever is.
Just a promise and a, just a promise and a final message: the fall is all ever is.
Just a promise and a final the descent is all there ever is.
Just a promise and a, just a promise and a final the fall is all there ever is.

beneath the radar, big holes in each great city
is all the I need.
Knowledge often beckons and can astray.
Whisper me, release me, release.
into an endless sea.
No reason to no plan supersedes.
frequencies,
but we welcome the change. is nothing but a nervous disease.

Cough, gasp, and sputter,
spinning down toward the earth.
A of control, the sky swallows whole.
down, down.
Forever down, down, down.