Luyện nghe bài hát The Escape

Memory is fiction, so the is your invention
Catch yourself, self-dissect, how youth age
How beauty skill
Prayer is for dependents and is for the will
A struggle for independence, a harmless
Art gaining fame

Oh Creatice!
Your vibrant portfolio has shown as brightly
As latest masterpiece
All efforts' in such a wondrous offspring
How did you manage a so perfect?

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

But a growing pain explain behavior of the like
A perfect child deserves the
But at the cost of what else did you this need
To over-consume regret?

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

(This organ, disease, can disseminate beyond 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, before it's too late
Bred to lose of consequence
In his greed he your milk, your blood, your shelter...
let him escape!

Memory is fiction, so the past is your
Catch yourself, self-dissect, how outlives age
How beauty skill
is for dependents and wish is for the will
A struggle for independence, a stage
Art post-mortem fame

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

vanish in the night, statuesque guards seconds too late
What rebellion thee?
A dangerous subterfuge, a lonely rampage, fleet
Like limbs tumbling

Now it's too - the child has escaped!
Indignant ties, constraints
A child protected self free
And the ingrate lie in the bed he has made
As a self-imposed apocalypse finally You free