Luyện nghe bài hát American Prayer

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Do you the warm 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 myths of the
Celebrate symbols deep elder forests
you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war]
We great golden copulations
The fathers are cackling in of the forest
Our mother is in the sea
Do you know we are being led to slaughters by admirals
& fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood
Do you we are ruled by T.V.
The moon is a dry blood
bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on 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
we more into the Nightmare
Cling to our passion'd flower
Cling to & cocks of despair
We got our final vision by
groin got filled w/ green death
(I touched her thigh & smiled)
We have assembled inside this & insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life & the swarming wisdom of the streets
The are stormed
The kept & only one of all the rest
To & save us
W/ the mockery of words
Music temperament
(When the true King's murderers are to roam free a 1000 magicians arise in the land)
are the feasts
We were
is the wine
The New
(dying on the vine)
Resident mockery us an hour for magic
We of the glove
We of the starling & velvet hour
We of arabic pleasure's
We of sundome & the
us a creed
To
A night of
Give us in
The
of color
Hundred
A Mandala
For me & you & for your silky house
A head, & a bed
Troubled
Resident
Has claimed
We used to believe in the old days
We still In little ways
The Things of Kindness & brow
& allow
Did you freedom exists in a school book
Did you madmen are running our prison
W/in a jail, w/in a gaol, w/in a white protestant

We're headlong
On the of boredom
We're reaching for
On the end of a
We're for something
already found us
We can invent of our own
Grand purple thrones, chairs of lust
& love we must, in of rust
Steel doors in prisoner's screams
& muzak, AM, their dreams
No black pride to hoist the beams
While mocking angels what seems
To be a collage of dust
Scratched on foreheads of of trust
This is just for those who must
Get up in the & fight for such unusable standards
While maidens show-off penury & pout ravings for a mad staff
Wow, I'm sick of
Live in the light of

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

Great screaming

Lazy Mary get you up upon a Sunday morning
"The will begin in 5 moments"
The mindless announced
"All those unseated, will The next show"
We filed slowly, languidly the hall. The auditorium was vast, & silent.
As we seated & darkened
The Voice
"The program for this evening is not new. You have seen This entertainment & thru.
You've seen your birth, your life & you might recall all of the rest
- (did you have a good world when you died?) - enough to a movie on?"
An iron chuckle rapped our like a fist.
I'm out of here
Where're you
To the other side of the
don't chase the clouds
Pagodas,
Her gripped him
a warm friendly hand.
"It's all right.
All friends are here."
When can I meet
"After eaten"
I'm not
"O, we beaten"
stream, silvery scream,
Impossible
Here come the
Look at them
them dance
An indian
Look at gesture
How
So to gesture
Words
be quick
Words resemble walking
them
They grow
them waver so
I'll be
A
Better a birdman
But I'll
Won't get
W/out lodging a
Shall I say it
Aloud, you get the
No food fuel's gain
I'll be, the irish
my beak
At of powers
O girl,
worried comb
O mind
Sin in the
Backwoods by the
She smells
On my new
Arrogant
Tied in a network of quest
Hence the
Its to admit
Fats borrowed
Woman between them
Women of the world
Make the safe
For a life
Hee
Cut throat
Life is a
wife's in a moat
The boat
comes the goat
Blood Blood Blood
They're a joke
Of our

Are you more than me
I'll burn you, & set you
bitter tears
Excessive
I forget

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

Air base in the
out venetian blinds
A
A flower
cartoon
The rest of the
Is reckless &
at the

Stag

[V]

A leaves port
horse of another thicket
Wishbone of
the metal fox