Luyện nghe bài hát The Escape

Memory is fiction, so the past is invention
yourself, self-dissect, how youth outlives age
How shames skill
is for dependents and wish is for the will
A for independence, a harmless stage
Art gaining fame

Oh Creatice!
Your vibrant has never shown as brightly
As your masterpiece
All efforts' fruition in a wondrous offspring
How did you manage a so perfect?

Entrancing passers-by to eyes and gaze, hypnotized
Overcome with a need to outdo the
A child born so rebels so quickly once he has his footing
Forgets who and raised him and how he came to be

But a growing cannot explain behavior of the like
A perfect child deserves the
But at the cost of what else did you this need
To over-consume without

Broken pencils, charred drafts
He leaves in his path
one mistake, oh great Creatice
Was giving too large a

(This organ, like disease, can disseminate your reach
You didn't predict this, a carnal in its wake)

Strike back with forces his reach
That even six can't defeat
Go lock up the aggressor, quarantine before too late
Bred to lose sense of
In his greed he exhausts your milk, blood, your shelter...
let him escape!

Memory is fiction, so the past is your
yourself, self-dissect, how youth outlives age
How beauty shames
Prayer is for and wish is for the will
A struggle for independence, a harmless
Art gaining post-mortem

Throw your upon his lands, your skin cracked and depleted
the air out from his lungs, expose him fully, let him burn
Show him to appreciate, discipline the cruel
You have theh power to reshape - do not let this escalate

Vapors vanish in the night, statuesque guards too late
What rebellion possessed
A dangerous subterfuge, a rampage, anxious fleet
limbs tumbling horizontally

Now too late - the child has escaped!
ties, parental constraints
A child sets self free
And the will lie in the bed he has made
As a apocalypse finally sets You free