Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal Ball

As I looked my crystal ball...
was formed a tragedy.
Oh but there's nothing to about...
It was just a from my memory.
Well it seems that the wheel...,
You know, the one that was between
And the moon...well any way, was
2,000,000 killed...bodies in the
Afternoon...

Explosions, 1,000 or more,
waves and hurricanes...
And on earth we lost 3 continents.
Their soul snuffed out by
ice and rains...

And of my life...floating,
soaring through space...
But my sons and wives
on mars to start another race...

As I gazed upon my ball,
formed a cloud of jealousy.
But there's to feel sad about...
By time, it's due for only history.
Well, it that the chambers of the
were being emptied for good.
Why would such heavenly beings
To earth ?
But as I I understood.

As the clouds turned to a
Green, which was concieved in the
Of man...the people respect
The help of the gods. they turned against
Immortal man. as they tried to defy,
Died, into the wicked of hell.

Diana a tear after we made love
And my earthly darling, I must bid
You farewell...the fate of mud brothers ...
As of my life...floating,
Still in space...
She could been my wife
But her time, I dare wish
To waste.

As I stared my crystal ball,
There was a tearing of hearts.
Ego armies marched onto view
to be blown apart.

As the sun whispered secret
space...to men thinking the false pride
Opposite...telling that it was
a disgrace to think that men were
The ruler of it. well you
How the story goes...the sun thought
Was circling slave...
Round and and round the
Table she goes. some
The thought to their grave...
And I the scorch of the
Burnt out minds...who
For the truth of space. and the
Dizziness felt inside...
off the spinning
Slave earth...

As of my life...
Some floating, soaring in space
of my soul
Will turn complete only as will age.

As my tears on my crystal ball,
Magnifies the of christ.
As I blink, his angels him away.
What he said, man to self
from god. as reward, he
Wipes our from his eyes...
And the that he would
Use for his throne
Not but death. is this the way
All heroes go ? ...carrying the first
Of death...
His preaching the
Of eternal to rest.
Or his angels just ufos
trails lead from
Another light land...
Or was it tomorrow's
day dream...blemished
By the finger prints of man...

And of my life...floating,
soaring in space...
And of bee hives
Even they a resting place.

As I wander my crystal ball,
I suddenly ride upon the of sound.
I see of launching
Pads before the first blade of
turned brown.

And I their tunnels through
The sky...as the axis in it's womb.
flowers and animals try to
Hold positions they had
Their bloomed...
And I follow the rocket up
To the libraries of the meadows.