Luyện nghe bài hát Skies

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

But is it entirely a flightless
No deceptive currents, no rise at
Maybe too naive to not jump 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 completely void? Or is the in shade?
Are all the facts before us a
Suffering no deceit, no lies,
we in our own crypt and we mobilize,
up to blazing heat
and the of rancid meat.
have the patience or the time to repeat mistakes.
Like high, hot hauls, through highway
bigger brothers for hungry trolls.
Each horn by eye sockets torn,
on the graves of the worn.
Welcome to the integrity 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 the weight of inevitability,
and all the therein.
Cower in the of the ever-present sun,
eclipsing, eclipsing, eclipsed.

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

No I believe.

Embrace the fall, is no end.
No hypothesis to comprehend.
No and battered egos in descent?s entire ethos.
No creation myth. No wind to pad the story with.
Only I will quit, or watch my brothers quit,
but I?ll down a lifeboat if you?re abandoning the ship.
?True sailing?s dead,? should been the first thing said
before the writing could be written, before the could be read.

The wreckage was found,
but the box was recovered.
The message profound.
In our moments our true names are all discovered.
So let it fall, fall. Even if it out to be futile,
at we couldn?t ask for a sky so clear or a day more beautiful.
They?ll never the wreckage, transcending all human languages.
Just a promise and a final message: the descent is all there ever is.
Just a promise and a message: the descent is all there ever is.
Just a promise and a, just a promise and a message: the fall is all there ever is.
Just a promise and a final the descent is all there ever is.
Just a and a, just a promise and a final message: 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 release me, me, release.
into an endless sea.
No reason to no plan supersedes.
frequencies,
but we welcome the change. Fate is but a nervous disease.

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