Luyện nghe bài hát Unforgivable Youth

(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things that I don't
The icicles grow
never let me go
Scars are left as
But tears they on through
Things I've
My
My unforgivable
(Verse 1)
We land on the horizon. The in their eyes then
they think of islands and much more in their size
Bountiful and plentiful and to provide them
Supplies slim. when so heavily inside them
Now declining
Return is not an as necessity denies them
With this they choose to in
Now along the shore and so aware of their
Other children of this land prepare to share in surviving
A pigeontry of feathers stands his majesty treasure
Now the things that kings that could never last forever
But secrets of the spirit world and how to live in harmony
Unbenounced to him his head would be the first they would sever
And stuck up on a pike up along the
Kept up as a to the rest to turn away from their beliefs
And so it here. And for 500 years
Torture, Terror, Fear til nearly disappear
(Chorus)
world, my heart, my soul
Things I don't know
The icicles they
never let me go
Scars are as proof
But they soak on through
Things I've
My
My youth
(Verse 2)
Ways and means from human beings
A slave labor force provides wealth to the
And helps the new establish and expand
Using destiny to siphon off the land
From native who can barely understand
"How can land be owned by another man. Warns one can not what was given as a gift. Is the sky owned by birds and the rivers owned by fish."
But the lesson when the heated, for the sake of not needed
You but do not eat it
The excessive and elitists don't it when they leave it
The forests's were cleared, the were built
And your mistakes will be by your future generation doomed to pay for your mistreatments
Foolishness and flaws, greed and and disagreement
And you rushed to have the most, from the day you left boats
You'll starve but never die. In a world of hungry
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
that I don't know
The they grow
They let me go
are left 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 wide and 100 deep
They discover ancient on even older streets
And a city well and most likely at it's peak
A culture so advanced, and by of the teeth
can tell that they was civil, not barbaric in the least
A society at peace. liberty and justice for all
carved in what seems to be a wall
They would doubt that there was any at all
That they pretty much had the problem all solved
the sheer amount of paper, most likely used for trade
Everything's so organized. had to be well behaved
Assumed they had clean energy, but took to no
Very leaders with overwhelming sympathies
Religions kinda complex. Kinda hard to out
And must be the temple
This White.
(Chorus)
world, my heart, my soul
Things that I know
The icicles they
never let me go
Scars are left as
But tears they on through
I've done
My
My youth