Luyện nghe bài hát Still Life

(Hammill)

Citadel reverberates to a voices, now

What we become?
What have we to be?
Now, all history is reduced to the of
our
can ever be the same:
now the are here.
At the it seemed a reasonable course
to harness all the
of life without the of death,
but soon we found that and inertia
are not negative, but all the law we know,
and dead are and words like survival.

Arrival at from all age, all fear and
all end...
why do I
Our is distilled
and all taste is now drained,
and purity is maintained
it us sterile,
living the millions of years,
a laugh as close as any
living, if you claim all
that is breathing, eating, defecating,
screwing, drinking,
spewing, sleeping, sinking down and down
and passing away time
no longer has any meaning.

Take away the threat of death and all
left with is a of make-believe.
every sullen breath and though you're
ultimately bored by ecstasy
it's still the by which you hope to be

to marry the girl who give you forever-
crazy, and plainly
that is not enough.

is the dullest and bluntest of pains,
such my eyes never close without feeling it

What despair demands an end
to all of infinity?
If we have gained, how do we now the

What we bargained, and what have we

What we relinquished, never even knowing it
was

thoughts now of holding fast the line,
defying and time?
we had is gone,
everything we for and favoured more
than things reveals the hollow ring
of false hope and deliverance.

But now the bed is made,
the dowry has paid:
the toothless, haggard of eternity
now me between the sheets
to with her withered body - my wife.
forever,
forever,
hers
in life.