Luyện nghe bài hát Skyquake

The morning with eerie silence
The beneath us cracked and dry
Too self-absorbed to notice
The cracks that up in the sky

Open
Forceful
and waking
the process is too long

Take what we at our convenience
quick means to an end
Too busy thinking of
For a practice we cannot

under its own weight
The sky out
As we oblivion
its toothy mouth

Your well-being does not us
Any you must keep inside
Do as we're told without a
We never to ask why

under its own weight
The sky out
As we kiss
its toothy mouth

We walk the fields of fire
The bodies of our dead
Our self-absorption is the
the gun we point to our own heads

Collapsing its own weight
The sky out
As we oblivion
its toothy mouth