Luyện nghe bài hát A Feast Of Friends

Wow, I'm sick of
in the light of certain

bindings.
The servants have the
and their mean women
pulling blankets over
our

I'm sick of faces
at me from the TV
Tower, I want in
my garden dig?
babies, rubies
must now replace
in the mud
These mutants,
for the plant plowed.

They are to take us into
the severed
Do you know how and wanton thrillful
comes death on a strange
unannounced, for
a scaring over-friendly guest you've
to bed
Death makes of us all
and gives us
we had shoulders
smooth as

No more money, no more dress
This other kingdom seems by far the
until it's jaw reveals incest
and loose to a vegetable law.

I not go
a Feast of Friends
To the Family.