Luyện nghe bài hát The Land Of The Living

There are those who are yes who talk all of the time
Their faces never really show the way their quiet go
And I greet them my mask is just the same
I put no in the crooked and the lame
If you to walk just get up on your feet
And if you want to talk just your mouth and speak
is the ugly secret that you cherish in you heart
The you can't stand, that drives you from the land of the living
The of the living

A smile is not a friednship and those words are cheap
They are as shallow as a puddle in the
Like the tear drops that you shed for the and the weak
As you float over bodies to the promised land you seek
there is no one to ask you who you are or what you've done
You're a face without a name with nothing to
Oh, the dead who among us, what they take they don't give back
See their hollow faces as they ride upon the backs of the living
The land of the

Addition and subtraction is a and sober art
But there is no for taking stock in matters of the heart
you are genuine or you are not
Inflated with self-righteousness, afloat the wind
But for all your bloated virtues, I give a sin
My allegiance is to those who are
Those who wear it on sleeve, who do not run and do not hide
They with feet of clay on shifting sand
Foolish little monkeys playing in the land of the
The land of the