Luyện nghe bài hát A Sutble Induction

The psychological of a film that we all love,
It's negative imagery that upon our young,
*How could we be so
Now we step conceptually a different view,
And the horror that we're injecting into
our children's minds.*
Born into a monarchy,
A of inherited luxury.
This Prince with his silver spoon,
His unfolds and will change soon.
His father, the King, is not around,
deigning to walk on his own son's ground.
A tragic life spent in a broken home,
Looking to years of life alone.

Leading the of hell,
His story, you it well.
In he'd finally be free,
Could be what it seems to be?
As this enters his first few years,
A menagerie as his friends appears,
one and all.*
One, who to create turbulence,
Another, who straddles an fence,
we're not sure where 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, with weapons pursued,
By men butcherous attitudes.
His mother, the of the "Thrill Of The Chase",
With a bullet, she the deathrace.

Then his woman is forced
A precarious and looks doomed.
and raped by more than one
Members of a that are on the hunt.
Add to this the
Of the fire rages without rest,
his neighborhood,
Torching his land where his once stood.
Brutal display, upon our children's minds it preys.
A subtle into horror, with implications we can't ignore.
Malevolence hidden behind doe-eyes, how many see through its
itself into the minds it haunts,
Is really what we want?