Luyện nghe bài hát The Sleepwalkers

At night, mindless army, ranks unbroken by dissent,
Is moved action and their pace does not relent.
In step, great precision, these dancers of the night
Advance the darkness. How implacable their might!
Eyes un-dulled by moon, their and legs akimbo,
They and live, hoping soon to surface from this limbo.
Their minds, anticipating the of the day,
never know what's waiting mere insight away.
Too far, too soon.

Senses dimmed in semi-sentience, only wheeling through plane,
Only seeing fragmented images prematurely by the brain,
But breathing, living, knowing in some measure at
The which roots the matter of both Beauty and the Beast.
From what tooth or claw does spring,
From what flesh and blood passion?
Both cut through the air with the pendulum's
In deadly but fashion.
And every of feeling is there in the dream
And every logic's in the force of the scream
The sting.
And I may be dreaming and reality stalls
I only know the meaning of and that's all
And nothing.

The columns of the advance,
Infectiously, their cryptic
Gathers to the fold -
In the whole raw world
Will pace these steps on
the same bitter end.

Somnolent muster now the dead
the shelter of their secure beds,
Awaken to a slumber depths they dread,
As if the they tread
Would way
Beneath the weight of their conception.
I'd search the corners of all this world,
Make reason of the sensory
If I had time,
But the dream is ended.

Tonight, before you lay down to the sweetness of your
Do you your surrender to the drop from Lover's Leap
Or does the anaesthetic darkness take on its very own?
your body rise in service with not one dissenting groan?
These waking dreams of life and
In the mirror are and buckled,
flicker, a catch of breath,
Skin at the knuckles.
The army of sleepwalkers shake their and are loose
And though I am a talker, I can phrase no
Not to again.
In the chorus of the I belong
And I, like you, must dance to that song
And in the end I too must pay the cost of life.
If all is none is known
And how could we lose we've never owned?
Oh, I'd search out knowledge that I could find,
all the mysteries of mind,
If I had time,
If I had time,
But my time is ended.