Luyện nghe bài hát This Is Not Paradise

Many dead king's faces
Move photolike through gape and gauge
The dull thud and drone
Is not battlebeat
This is the clock's cog
There are not the of heroes
Or flags we fly
These are not pennants
These are the of prisoned mind
These stumps of man on
Are not the vox or
Of god or
They are the forms of the of dust
is the great ocean of birth and death
Kye ma kya ma
Oh
Never and not to be gained here
These are not the
These are not more than earthtops
are not more than you or I

I swear by the blank of the
(Under the stars I stand alone)
I swear by the sttreaming sun
cups of fire, of waterred scales
That cover our laughing of spaces
Are

Like tho mouse horns
A fable full of dark
You are now to me the queen
The new age and her train on
Behind the smiling concealed
The clacking jaws of gummy
Not motionless but
The savourless lines of lies

"This is a bes
It shall be
of the things
That never be"
And our stalks empty hearted

As it hangs its
On of symbols
Hooks of and goath and hooks of crooks
You must this is not paradise
Father time spins on and grins and his

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