Luyện nghe bài hát American Prayer

[I]

Do you know the progress under the stars?
Do you we exist?
you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom?
Have you been borne yet & are you
Let's reinvent the gods, all the of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder
you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war]
We need golden copulations
The are cackling in trees of the forest
Our is dead in the sea
Do you we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals
& that fat slow are getting obscene on young blood
Do you we are ruled by T.V.
The is a dry blood beast
Guerilla bands are rolling in the next block of green vine
for warfare on innocent herdsmen who are just dying
O great of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives
The moths & are doubly divine & dying
We live, we die & not ends it
Journey we into the Nightmare
Cling to life our flower
Cling to cunts & of despair
We got our final by clap
Columbus' groin got filled w/ green
(I touched her thigh & smiled)
We have assembled inside this & insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life & flee the swarming wisdom of the
The barns are
The windows kept & only one of all the
To & save us
W/ the divine mockery of
Music temperament
(When the King's murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 magicians arise in the land)
Where are the
We promised
Where is the
The New
(dying on the vine)
Resident mockery give us an hour for
We of the glove
We of the starling flight & hour
We of arabic pleasure's
We of sundome & the
us a creed
To
A night of
us trust in
The
Give of
hues
A Mandala
For me & you & for silky pillowed house
A head, & a bed
Troubled
mockery
Has claimed
We to believe in the good old days
We still In little ways
The Things of Kindness & brow
& allow
Did you know exists in a school book
Did you know are running our prison
W/in a jail, w/in a gaol, a white free protestant

We're headlong
On the edge of
We're for death
On the end of a
We're trying for
That's already us
We can Kingdoms of our own
Grand purple thrones, those chairs of
& love we must, in of rust
Steel doors in prisoner's screams
& muzak, AM, rocks their
No black men's to hoist the beams
While angels sift what seems
To be a collage of dust
Scratched on foreheads of walls of
This is jail for those who must
Get up in the morning & for such unusable standards
While weeping maidens show-off penury & pout ravings for a mad
Wow, I'm sick of
Live in the light of

Cruel
The servants have the power dog-men & their mean
Pulling poor over our sailors
(& where you in our lean hour)
Milking your
Or a flower?
I'm sick of faces
at me from the T.V.
Tower. I want in my garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies must now aborted
in the mud
These mutants,
For the plant that's
They are waiting to take us into the garden
Do you know how pale & wanton
Comes death on strange
Unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly you've brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all & us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws
No more money, no more fancy
This other Kingdom seems by far the until its other jaw reveals incest & loose obedience to a vegetable law
I not go
a Feast of Friends
To the Giant

Great Christ

Lazy Mary will get you up a Sunday morning
"The will begin in 5 moments"
The mindless Voice
"All those unseated, will The next show"
We filed slowly, languidly into the hall. The was vast, & silent.
As we seated & were
The continued:
"The program for evening is not new. You have seen This entertainment thru & thru.
You've seen your birth, your life & you might recall all of the rest
- (did you have a good world you died?) - enough to base a movie on?"
An iron rapped our minds like a fist.
I'm getting out of
you going?
To the other of the morning
Please don't the clouds
Pagodas,
Her cunt him
Like a friendly hand.
"It's all right.
All your are here."
When can I meet
"After eaten"
I'm not
"O, we beaten"
Silver stream, scream,
Impossible
come the comedians
Look at smile
Watch them
An indian
Look at gesture
How
So to everyone
dissemble
Words be
Words resemble walking
them
They will
Watch waver so
always be
A
than a birdman
But charge
get away
W/out lodging a
I say it again
Aloud, you get the
No food w/out fuel's
I'll be, the irish
Unleashed my
At of powers
O girl,
Your worried
O mind
Sin in the
Backwoods by the
She debt
On my new
Arrogant
Tied in a of fast quest
Hence the
Its to admit
Fats rhythm
Woman came them
Women of the world
Make the world
For a life
Hee
Cut throat
is a joke
Your wife's in a
The same
comes the goat
Blood Blood Blood
They're a joke
Of our

Are you real than me
burn you, & set you free
Wept bitter
Excessive
I forget

A hot sick flowed up,
& bubbling.
The paper-face.
Mirror-mask, I you mirror.
He had been for 4 hrs.
The LT. in again
"ready to talk"
"No sir" - was all say.
Go to the gym.
peaceful

Air base in the
Looking out blinds
A
A desert
cartoon
The of the World
Is & dangerous
at the

Stag

[V]

A ship port
Mean horse of thicket
Wishbone of
the metal fox