Luyện nghe bài hát Still Life

The axe is swift and
Feel the grain, split it
Cut to build the mansions
Of and boards in distant hands
The axeman to the sun
eyes, blind to silence

The future is
The sacred past
No feats of progress
Comfort the
The earth is shred and
Fortune seekers hit and

Barren earth, skies, wasted seas
Will we see the through the trees
Before the axe falls

A sweet breeze of rage is
From forest to the
the tide is turning
With the seed is sown
No for feeling helpless
We've change to
While still li-ife

Lessons learnt quickly fade,
we see the light through the trees
As the axe falls