Luyện nghe bài hát Still Life

(Hammill)

Citadel reverberates to a voices, now

What we become?
What we chosen 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 the threat of death,
but soon we found boredom and inertia
are not negative, but all the law we know,
and dead are and words like survival.

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

Take away the of death and all you're
with is a round of make-believe.
Marshal every breath and though you're
bored by endless ecstasy
it's still the ring by you hope to be

to the girl who will give you forever-
it's crazy, and
that is not enough.

What is the dullest and of pains,
such that my eyes never close feeling it

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

What have we bargained, and what we

What have we relinquished, never knowing it
was

What thoughts now of fast the line,
defying death and
we had is gone,
everything we laboured for and more
than earthly things reveals the ring
of hope and false deliverance.

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