Luyện nghe bài hát The Sleepwalkers

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

Senses in semi-sentience, only wheeling through this plane,
seeing fragmented images prematurely curtailed by the brain,
But breathing, living, knowing in some measure at
The soul which roots the matter of Beauty and the Beast.
From what tooth or does murder spring,
what flesh and blood 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 only know the meaning of sight and all
And nothing.

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

Somnolent muster now the dancing
the shelter of their secure beds,
Awaken to a slumber depths they dread,
As if the ground tread
give way
Beneath the solemn weight of conception.
I'd search the hidden of all this world,
Make reason of the whorl
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 hold on its very own?
Does your body rise in with not one dissenting groan?
These dreams of life and death
In the are twisted and buckled,
Lashes flicker, a of breath,
Skin at the knuckles.
The army of sleepwalkers shake their limbs and are
And though I am a talker, I can phrase no
Not to again.
In the chorus of the I belong
And I, like you, dance to that moonlight song
And in the end I too must pay the cost of life.
If all is lost none is
And how could we lose what we've never
Oh, I'd search out knowledge that I could find,
Unravel all the of mind,
If I had time,
If I had time,
But soon my is ended.