Luyện nghe bài hát Unforgivable Youth

(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things I don't know
The icicles grow
never let me go
Scars are as proof
But tears they soak on
Things I've
My
My unforgivable
(Verse 1)
We land on the horizon. The passion in their eyes
What they think of islands and much more in their
Bountiful and plentiful and resource to provide
Supplies slim. Morale when so heavily them
Now declining
Return is not an option as denies them
this they choose to dive in
Now along the and so aware of their arriving
Other children of this land prepare to share in surviving
A pigeontry of feathers stands his majesty with
Now the material that kings that could never last forever
But secrets of the spirit world and how to in harmony together
Unbenounced to him his head would be the that they would sever
And stuck up on a pike up along the
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 nearly
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
that I don't know
The they grow
They let me go
Scars are as proof
But tears they soak on
Things done
My
My youth
(Verse 2)
Ways and means from mistreated beings
A slave labor provides wealth to the machine
And helps the new establish and expand
Using manifest destiny to off the land
From caretakers who can barely understand
"How can land be owned by 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 lesson 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 factories were
And your mistakes will be by your future generation doomed to pay for your mistreatments
Foolishness and flaws, and needs and disagreement
And you to have the most, from the day you left your boats
You'll starve but die. In a world of hungry ghosts
(Chorus)
world, my heart, my soul
Things that I know
The they grow
never let me go
Scars are as proof
But tears they soak on
I've done
My
My unforgivable
(Verse 3)
As archaeologists dig in the deserts of the
Appeared "A pit" 100 meters wide and 100 deep
They ancient cars on even older streets
And a city preserved and most likely at it's peak
A culture so advanced, and by condition of the
They can that they was civil, not barbaric in the least
A at peace. With 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 had the poverty problem all solved
From the amount of paper, most likely used for trade
so organized. They had to be well behaved
Assumed they had clean energy, but to no enemies
Very honest leaders with overwhelming
Religions kinda complex. hard to figure out
And must be the temple
This White.
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things that I know
The icicles grow
They let me go
Scars are as proof
But tears they soak on
Things I've
My
My unforgivable