Luyện nghe bài hát Crystal Ball

As I looked into my ball...
was formed a tragedy.
Oh but nothing to worry about...
It was a flash from my memory.
it seems that the holiday wheel...,
You know, the one was between earth
And the moon...well any way, was
2,000,000 killed...bodies in the
Afternoon...

Explosions, 1,000 or more,
Tidal and hurricanes...
And down on earth we 3 continents.
Their fiery soul out by
ice and rains...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

As my tears drop on my ball,
Magnifies the of christ.
As I blink, his take him away.
What he said, man to self
?help god. as reward, he
Wipes our blood his eyes...
And the that he would
Use for his throne
Not but death. is this the way
All go ? ...carrying the first necklace
Of death...
His preaching the
Of eternal to rest.
Or were his angels just
Vapor lead from
light year land...
Or was it really
day dream...blemished
By the smudgy prints of man...

And of my life...floating,
Still in space...
And of bee hives
Even they find a place.

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

And I taste their through
The sky...as the axis in it's womb.
Frozen flowers and try to
Hold positions had before
Their bloomed...
And I follow the last up
To the of the moon's meadows.