Luyện nghe bài hát The Death Of Music

[Words and music by Townsend]

Question...
Leapt like dog man...
Terminate thinking...
in your prophecy...

Sun... Son...
Sun it shifts, and brittleness
To sleep... away

One comes, the will always be
And I am
Are things that not be
They laughed at me but we bothered

My and I
were no others

Now it comes...
Bolt the blue...
dance over the land...
Walls high, water
Brick and steel gathering
Guess just a feeling
...Guess it's a feeling...

Rain may
The may never be
In you are
Are I need to be
My friends were there but they bothered

Now you and I an
There are no

It's like when death becomes
...It's
It's like a becomes musical

And it comes...
To sure that he will never rise
And the from the bellies
Have cried this hard
And the eyes of the wicked
never been full of dust
In the of the sea it waits...
...Closer...

Home, nor anywhere on Earth on that final day will be apart
...one...schooled...together...
the sea...
And we may drown, fly, from faith
...but the pain won't be
the emotions will hit as god should
And the will offer no shelter
And the will be no cover...
No matter we run...

die on me
Don't go
When I need you
In my

The will come
The rain will be
In I am
Are that have to be
My friends have come and I never

and I
There is no

like a death becomes musical
It's