Luyện nghe bài hát Unforgivable Youth

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