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 they on through
Things done
My
My youth
(Verse 1)
We on the horizon. The passion in their eyes then
What they think of islands and much more in their
Bountiful and and resource to provide them
Supplies slim. Morale when so inside 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 in their surviving
A pigeontry of feathers stands his majesty treasure
Now the material things that that could 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 they sever
And stuck up on a up along the beach
Kept up as a warning to the rest to turn from their beliefs
And so began it here. And for 500
Torture, Terror, Fear til nearly disappear
(Chorus)
world, my heart, my soul
Things I don't know
The icicles they
They let me go
Scars are as proof
But they soak on through
Things I've
My
My youth
(Verse 2)
Ways and means from mistreated beings
A slave labor provides wealth to the machine
And helps the new regime and expand
Using manifest to siphon off the land
From caretakers who can barely understand
"How can land be 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 lesson when the heated, for the sake of what's not
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 repeated by your future generation to pay for your mistreatments
and flaws, greed and needs and disagreement
And you rushed to have the most, from the day you your boats
You'll starve but never die. In a world of hungry
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things that I know
The they grow
never let me go
Scars are left as
But tears they on through
Things done
My
My unforgivable
(Verse 3)
As archaeologists dig in the deserts of the
Appeared "A pit" 100 meters and 100 meters deep
They discover ancient cars on even streets
And a city well preserved and most likely at it's
A culture so advanced, and by of the teeth
They can tell that 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 there was any starvation at all
they pretty much had the poverty problem all solved
From the sheer amount of paper, most likely used for
Everything's so organized. They had to be well
Assumed had clean energy, but took to no enemies
Very honest leaders with sympathies
Religions complex. Kinda hard to figure out
And must be the temple
White. House
(Chorus)
This world, my heart, my
Things that I know
The they grow
They let me go
Scars are as proof
But they soak on through
Things I've
My
My youth