Luyện nghe bài hát A Sutble Induction

The impact of a film that we all love,
It's imagery that preys upon our young,
*How could we be so
Now we step incide conceptually a view,
And uncover the horror that injecting into
*All our minds.*
Born a peasant monarchy,
A life of luxury.
This newborn with his silver spoon,
His life unfolds and will soon.
His father, the King, is not around,
deigning to walk on his own son's ground.
A tragic young spent in a broken home,
forward to years of life alone.

Leading the of hell,
His story, you it well.
In he'd finally be free,
Could this be what it to be?
As Prince enters his first few years,
A known as his friends appears,
one and all.*
One, who to create turbulence,
Another, who an androgynous fence,
we're not sure where he'll fall.*
Minute is his contact with the world,
Unhardened to the likely it holds.
Until one day, his mother, the Queen,
He's thrust into a scene.
Like animals, with they're pursued,
By men butcherous attitudes.
His mother, the of the "Thrill Of The Chase",
With a bullet, she the deathrace.

Then his is forced into
A precarious and looks doomed.
Assaulted and by more than one
Members of a that are on the hunt.
Add to this the
Of the fire that rages rest,
his neighborhood,
Torching his land his home once stood.
cinematic display, upon our children's minds it preys.
A subtle induction into horror, implications we can't ignore.
Malevolence behind doe-eyes, how many see through its disguise?
Burning into the minds it haunts,
Is this really what we