Luyện nghe bài hát The Thesis's Seasons

[Experiencing
Through sonorous lands my senses
by an harmonious note
Which are leaping a string within
I'm holding the tuner; I'm the pin

The cycle of symmetry, a continuous
Recital of its method, our way to confirm the
It is reflected in the that we rune,
Like the twelve-tone system that this tune

complexity:]
Chaos and order, two on the creation tree
Twins of opposites, but balancing the
children swinging the seesaw in glee
Unknowing about malice, destruction and

Arranged in patterns, in a nexus
A complicated of primary views
and macro cosmos flexibility,
An ingenious interplay through sophistry

chaos:]
Constantly, havoc comes down
In the structural circus, a morbid
Still it's to progress the creation,
The reflux of materials comes through

an untuned singer in the angel choir,
A mad that serves the eating fire,
Its sequence is on repeat,
First subverted, then

But many they say,
"mens molem"

So we to figure out our origin,
To our future