Luyện nghe bài hát Unforgivable Youth

(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
that I don't know
The icicles grow
They let me go
Scars are left as
But tears soak on through
Things I've
My
My unforgivable
(Verse 1)
We on the horizon. The passion in their eyes then
What they think of islands and more in their size
and plentiful and resource to provide them
Supplies slim. Morale when so heavily inside
Now steadily
Return is not an option as denies them
With they choose to dive in
Now along the shore and so aware of arriving
Other children of this land prepare to share in surviving
A pigeontry of feathers stands his with treasure
Now the material things that kings that never last forever
But of the spirit world and how to live in harmony together
Unbenounced to him his head would be the first that would sever
And stuck up on a pike up the beach
Kept up as a warning to the rest to away from their beliefs
And so it here. And for 500 years
Torture, Terror, Fear til they disappear
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things that I don't
The icicles they
never let me go
Scars are left as
But they soak on through
I've done
My
My unforgivable
(Verse 2)
Ways and means from human beings
A labor force provides wealth to the machine
And helps the new establish and expand
Using manifest to siphon off the land
From native caretakers who can understand
"How can be owned by another man. Warns one can not steal what was given as a gift. Is the sky owned by birds and the rivers owned by fish."
But the when the heated, for the sake of what's not needed
You but do not eat it
The and elitists don't repair it when they leave it
The forests's were cleared, the were built
And your will be repeated by your future generation doomed to pay for your mistreatments
Foolishness and flaws, and needs and disagreement
And you rushed to have the most, the day you left your boats
You'll starve but never die. In a world of ghosts
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things I don't know
The icicles grow
They let me go
are left as proof
But tears they soak on
I've done
My
My unforgivable
(Verse 3)
As archaeologists dig in the deserts of the
"A pit" 100 meters wide and 100 meters deep
They discover ancient cars on even older
And a well preserved and most likely at it's peak
A so advanced, and by condition of the teeth
They can tell they was civil, not barbaric in the least
A society at peace. With liberty and for all
Neatly carved in what to be a wall
They would doubt there was any starvation at all
they pretty much had the poverty problem all solved
From the sheer of paper, most likely used for trade
Everything's so organized. They had to be behaved
Assumed had clean energy, but took to no enemies
Very honest leaders overwhelming sympathies
Religions kinda complex. hard to figure out
And this be the temple
White. House
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things I don't know
The icicles they
They let me go
Scars are left as
But tears they soak on
Things done
My
My unforgivable