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 to the syllables 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 are will 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,
through the millions of years,
a laugh as as any tear;
living, if you claim all
that is breathing, eating, defecating,
screwing, drinking,
spewing, sleeping, ever down and down
and ultimately passing time
no longer has any meaning.

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

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

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

What abject demands an end
to all things of
If we gained, how do we now meet the

What have we bargained, and have we

What have we relinquished, even knowing it
was

What thoughts now of holding the line,
defying and time?
we had is gone,
everything we laboured for and favoured
than earthly things reveals the hollow
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 with her withered body - my wife.
forever,
forever,
hers
in life.