Luyện nghe bài hát A Subtle Induction

The psychological impact of a that we all love,
It's negative that preys upon our young,
How we be so blind?
Now we step inside a different view,
And uncover the horror that we're into
All our minds.

Born a peasant monarchy,
A of inherited luxury.
This Prince with his silver spoon,
His life unfolds and will soon.
His father, the King, is not around,
Never to walk on his own son's ground.
A tragic young spent in a broken home,
Looking forward to of life alone.

the life of hell,
His story, you it well.
In death he'd be free,
Could this be it seems to be?

As this Prince enters his few years,
A menagerie known as his appears,
one and all.
One, who to create turbulence,
Another, who an androgynous fence,
And we're not sure he'll fall.

Minute is his contact with the world,
Unhardened to the likely it holds.
one day, with his mother, the Queen,
He's thrust into a scene.
Like animals, with they're pursued,
By men with attitudes.
His mother, the of the "Thrill Of The Chase",
a bullet, she loses this deathrace.

Leading the of hell,
His story, you it well.
In death finally be free,
Could this be what it to be?

Then his woman is forced
A position and looks doomed.
Assaulted and raped by more one
Members of a that are on the hunt.
Add to the destructiveness
Of the fire that without rest,
his neighborhood,
Torching his where his home once stood.

cinematic display, upon our children's minds it preys.
A induction into horror, with implications we can't ignore.
Malevolence hidden behind doe-eyes, how see through its disguise?
Burning itself the minds it haunts,
Is really what we want?

Leading the of hell,
His story, you it well.
In death he'd be free,
Could be what it seems to be?