Luyện nghe bài hát The Sleepwalkers

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

dimmed in semi-sentience, only wheeling through this plane,
Only seeing fragmented images curtailed by the brain,
But breathing, living, knowing in some at least
The soul which roots the of both Beauty and the Beast.
From what or claw does murder spring,
From what flesh and blood does
cut through the air with the pendulum's swing
In but delicate fashion.
And every of feeling is there in the dream
And every logic's reeling in the force of the
The sting.
And though I may be and reality stalls
I only the meaning of sight and that's all
And nothing.

The columns of the advance,
Infectiously, cryptic dance
Gathers to the fold -
In time the whole raw
Will these same steps on
Into the same end.

muster now the dancing dead
Forsake the shelter of their beds,
Awaken to a slumber whose depths dread,
As if the ground they
give way
Beneath the solemn weight of conception.
I'd search the corners of all this world,
reason of the sensory whorl
If I had time,
But the dream is ended.

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