Luyện nghe bài hát The Escape

Memory is fiction, so the past is your
Catch yourself, self-dissect, how youth age
How shames skill
is for dependents and wish is for the will
A struggle for independence, a stage
Art gaining post-mortem

Oh Creatice!
vibrant portfolio has never shown as brightly
As latest masterpiece
All efforts' fruition in such a wondrous
How did you manage a piece so

Entrancing passers-by to lock and gaze, hypnotized
Overcome a need to outdo the last
A born so dependent rebels so quickly once he has his footing
who and where raised him and how he came to be

But a growing pain cannot explain of the like
A child deserves the best
But at the cost of else did you instill this need
To over-consume regret?

Broken pencils, charred drafts
He leaves destruction in his
Your one mistake, oh great
Was too large a brain

(This organ, like disease, can disseminate beyond your
You didn't this, a carnal rebellion in its wake)

Strike back with beyond his reach
That six billion can't defeat
Go lock up the aggressor, quarantine it's too late
Bred to lose sense of
In his greed he exhausts your milk, your blood, shelter...
let him escape!

Memory is fiction, so the past is your
Catch yourself, self-dissect, how youth age
How beauty shames
Prayer is for dependents and wish is for the
A struggle for independence, a harmless
Art gaining fame

your blood upon his lands, your skin cracked and depleted
Suck the air out from his lungs, expose him fully, let him
him to appreciate, discipline the cruel ingrate
You still have power to reshape - do not let this escalate

Vapors vanish in the night, guards seconds too late
What rebellion possessed
A subterfuge, a lonely rampage, anxious fleet
limbs tumbling horizontally

Now too late - the child has escaped!
Indignant ties, constraints
A child protected self free
And the ingrate lie in the bed he has made
As a self-imposed apocalypse finally sets You