Luyện nghe bài hát Atome Heart 243.5

Still
all eye
beneath your stream of
your stream of words
Though none
live to share
the stream
the lives
from your picture fell

Re-seal the from atom hearts
Revert, non-owner of

As becomes the manifest
our alien, architectural in unison collapse

rode these silent caravans
and steered to the rim of the world.

Their and withered letters
all devoted to the art of

The enterprise,
the crafts in our hands
all devoted to the art of

No to arrange
the row of masks
drenched in
for the charade
The tongues burn in you
the slowly altered
that colonised your
advanced broken doors

And they still in you

seem to see
so many
in your pestilent eye
Your lids, your iris punctured
by licking a lie

The enterprise,
the cursed of man
plunged the tunnels of uncreation
We reach out to the landmark,
seeping down from the chronicles of time
The quill now
the scribe