Luyện nghe bài hát The Day The Whole World Died

A symphony of dying
returning patrons to their
opera hiss and roar the sky
push and satellites
everybody's grace
to tidal waves and plates

we the clocks ahead
and to wake up

well nothing feels like
and when it hurts you know it's
dead opera and roar the sky
and when it hurts you it's love
we tear at skin it's gone
and when it you know it's love

we turn the lights low
and watch the explode

(well I know about a words,
so I know just what to say)