Luyện nghe bài hát A Goat In Sheep's Rosary

A coarse exhalation of lungs that for pity
My two fingers punching the diligently
Trembling ground my glass off the table
Spilling the blood of the son of idol

If it not for this
bug collection
I would know not what found
This world would be flat
would be a virgin
And I still be sleeping sound

If every word is a symbol
by the carriers expression
I'll bury my instrument, citing this
I'm a flickering bulb that blaming the filament

The most honest telling of this fable
Is that on level ground, I'm never feeling
got to try to outlast this candle
Or trust department to fight the

If it not for this
Extensive book
I would know not what found
This world still be flat
Mary be a virgin
And I still be sleeping sound

It's an endless quest to
When no one is right
And out on the plains
We in fractured rays of
Sun, sunlight, sun, sunlight,

If it not for this
book collection
I would know not I've found
This would still be flat
would be a virgin
And I would still be sound