Luyện nghe bài hát The Sleepwalkers

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

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

The of the night advance,
Infectiously, their cryptic
converts to the fold -
In time the whole raw
Will pace same steps on
Into the bitter end.

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

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