Luyện nghe bài hát Still Life

(Hammill)

Citadel reverberates to a voices, now

What we become?
What have we to be?
Now, all is reduced to the syllables of
our
nothing can ever be the
now the are here.
At the it seemed a reasonable course
to harness all the
of without the threat of death,
but soon we found that and inertia
are not negative, but all the law we know,
and dead are will and words survival.

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

Take away the threat of and all you're
left is a round of make-believe.
Marshal sullen breath and though you're
bored by endless ecstasy
it's the ring by which you hope to be

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

What is the dullest and of pains,
such that my eyes never close without it

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

What we bargained, and what have we

What have we relinquished, never knowing it
was

thoughts now of holding fast the line,
defying and time?
we had is gone,
everything we for and favoured more
than earthly 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 welcome me the sheets
to couple her withered body - my wife.
forever,
forever,
hers
in life.