Luyện nghe bài hát Altar Boy

A monk a hard-on
And a lavender
scratches his thighs
Through the hat he strode
As he a path
Filled with desire
And mimics his
And sets his on fire

Well, I too chosen
That which left no
To sing without
A voice
To observe passion
Each careful
The protrusions which my
meaning for a while

I see you
In and weeds
brushing your teeth
With liquorice
Standing too
your clothes
at God
And the of life grows

No and I'll tell
And never know
candles you light
After the
And I'll never
And never ask
The meaning of life after