Luyện nghe bài hát The Escape

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

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

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

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

Broken pencils, charred marble
He leaves destruction in his
Your one mistake, oh Creatice
Was too large a brain

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

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

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

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

Vapors vanish in the night, statuesque seconds too late
What possessed thee?
A dangerous subterfuge, a lonely rampage, fleet
Like limbs horizontally

Now it's too late - the has escaped!
Indignant ties, parental
A protected sets self free
And the will lie in the bed he has made
As a apocalypse finally sets You free