Luyện nghe bài hát The Cradle Will Fall

A in its infancy--a living idiosyncrasy,
This ape' believes itself divine.
Assured of its dreams of immortality,
The first words it speaks--"This world is mine."
But the time has for us to realise,
That the instincts we deeply despise--
Are far civilised than humanity.
Mankind has lived to curse the day it climbed down the trees,
But we keep our heads held high whilst crawling on our knees.
I hope I never live to see the 'perfect' you crave,
Where ambition is the we shall carry to our graves.
We think that we are so in God's image we were made,
All other life we deem inferior--there to exploit, or enslave
No amount of remonstration could ever show a so small
it is not 'the be and end all.'
Into the we race driven on by our greed,
Like rats in a we will never be free.
Science is the 'new-religion'--scaples slash truth and reason,
locked doors where no-one sees.
Down evolution's one way street pursues his dream,
Of a race conceived in tubes with the same designer genes,
But like a child who tries to run before it learns to
he'll go crying to his 'Mother' when he sees the fall.
I am human--I was to be the ultimate machine,
the power at my fingertips to realise my dream.
Homo-sapiens--the 'master-race,' pride and joy,
Taking all the world will give me--what it won't I destroy.
In our hearts we yearn to be immortal--conquer all and disease,
Create a world where death's not fatal--then we can shape our destinies.
A populace of plastic people genetically pre-programmed lives--and no-one
laughs and cries.
Blinded by science the masses are and deceived,
By the that smile from their colour T.V.s.
They'll steal your dreams--remove them surgically (but you scars so deep
and lasting),
God is man has surpassed him.
Like children in our contrive such foolish games,
But fail to see the of suicidal aims.
No matter how we bend the rules no way we can win,
Not even pleading Ignorance vindicate our sins.
I am human--I was to be the ultimate machine,
With the power at my to realise my dream.
Homo-sapiens--the 'master-race,' Nature's and joy,
Taking all the world will give me--what it won't I destroy.
a babe-in-arms,
Believes he's of age--
And for the stars,
With one in the grave.
I am human--I was to be the ultimate machine,
I am human--I have the to realise my dream.
I am human--an automaton--a 'technoslave,'
I am human--I am to the monsters I have made.