Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not Paradise

Many blurred dead faces
Move photolike through time's gape and
The dull drum's thud and
Is not battlebeat
This is the clock's cog
There are not the of heroes
Or flags we fly
These are not pennants
are the clothes of prisoned mind
These of man on boxes
Are not the vox or
Of god or
are the forms of the breaths of dust
This is the ocean of birth and death
Kye ma kya ma
Oh
Never lost and not to be here
are not the heroes
These are not more drenched earthtops
These are not than you or I

I by the blank of the moon
(Under the archen stars I alone)
I swear by the sttreaming sun
These cups of fire, of scales
That cover our laughing round of
Are

Like tho mouse with
A fable full of dark
You are now to me the queen
The new age and her train on
the smiling lips concealed
The clacking jaws of rictus
Not motionless but
The savourless lines of open

"This is a bes
It ever be
Think of the
shall never be"
And our soul empty hearted

As it its light
On hooks of
Hooks of gods and and hooks of crooks
You know: this is not paradise
time spins on and grins and skips his

Over our heads
And takes us to the house
Of dreamless
Oh is not paradise
All the buildings clutching
of pain and bone and skin
Masks of despair and
The ring out and make no sense
make the skies bend
Through you for me
This is not
(Through you for me)
is not paradise...