Luyện nghe bài hát The Death Of Music

[Words and by Devin Townsend]

Question...
like dog from man...
high thinking...
Known in prophecy...

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

One comes, the rain always be
And I am
Are that should not be
They at me but we never bothered

My and I
There no others

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

may come
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 a death becomes musical

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

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

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

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

and I
There is no

It's a death becomes musical
musical