Luyện nghe bài hát The Thesis's Seasons

[Experiencing
sonorous lands my senses float
Mesmerized by an note
Which are leaping from a within
I'm holding the tuner; I'm the pin

The cycle of symmetry, a episode
Recital of its method, our way to confirm the
It is in the schemes that we rune,
Like the twelve-tone system that this tune

[Watching
Chaos and order, two on the creation tree
Twins of opposites, but the pendulum
Like swinging the seesaw in glee
Unknowing about malice, destruction and

Arranged in patterns, in a nexus
A network of primary views
and macro cosmos flexibility,
An ingenious interplay elemental sophistry

chaos:]
Constantly, havoc comes down
In the structural circus, a clown
Still it's to progress the creation,
The reflux of materials comes through

Like an singer in the angel choir,
A mad prophet that serves the fire,
Its transforming is on repeat,
First subverted, then

But times they say,
"mens molem"

So we have to out our origin,
To our future