Luyện nghe bài hát A Subtle Induction

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

Born a peasant monarchy,
A life of 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 young life spent in a broken home,
Looking to years of life alone.

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

As Prince enters his first few years,
A menagerie as his friends appears,
one and all.
One, who lives to turbulence,
Another, who straddles an fence,
And we're not sure he'll fall.

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

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

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

Brutal cinematic display, upon our minds it preys.
A subtle induction horror, with implications we can't ignore.
Malevolence hidden behind doe-eyes, how many see its disguise?
Burning itself into the 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?