Luyện nghe bài hát A Subtle Induction

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

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

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

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

Minute is his with the outside world,
Unhardened to the peril it holds.
Until one day, his mother, the Queen,
thrust into 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 this deathrace.

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

Then his is forced into
A position and looks doomed.
Assaulted and by more than one
of a gang that are on the hunt.
Add to this the
Of the that rages without rest,
his neighborhood,
Torching his land where his home stood.

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

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