Luyện nghe bài hát The Cradle Will Fall

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