Luyện nghe bài hát American Prayer

[I]

Do you know the progress under the stars?
Do you we exist?
Have you forgotten the to the Kingdom?
Have you been yet & are you alive?
Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the
symbols from deep elder forests
[Have you forgotten the lessons of the war]
We need great copulations
The are cackling in trees 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 is a dry blood beast
Guerilla are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine
Amassing for on innocent herdsmen who are just dying
O great creator of being grant us one more to perform our art & perfect our lives
The moths & atheists are divine & dying
We live, we die & not ends it
Journey we more into the
Cling to our passion'd flower
to cunts & cocks of despair
We got our final vision by
Columbus' groin got filled w/ death
(I touched her & death smiled)
We assembled inside this ancient & insane theatre
To propagate our lust for & flee the swarming wisdom of the streets
The are stormed
The kept & only one of all the rest
To dance & us
W/ the divine mockery of
inflames temperament
(When the true King's murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 magicians in the land)
Where are the
We were
Where is the
The New
(dying on the vine)
Resident mockery us an hour for magic
We of the purple
We of the starling & velvet hour
We of pleasure's breed
We of & the night
Give us a
To
A of Lust
Give us in
The
Give of
Hundred
A Mandala
For me & you & for your pillowed house
A head, & a bed
Troubled
mockery
Has thee
We used to believe in the good old
We still receive In little
The of Kindness & unsporting brow
Forget &
Did you know freedom exists in a book
Did you know madmen are running our
W/in a jail, w/in a gaol, w/in a white protestant

We're perched
On the edge of
We're reaching for
On the end of a
We're trying for
That's found us
We can Kingdoms of our own
Grand purple thrones, those of lust
& we must, in beds of rust
Steel doors lock in screams
& muzak, AM, rocks their
No black men's pride to the beams
While mocking angels sift what
To be a collage of dust
Scratched on of walls of trust
This is just for those who must
Get up in the morning & fight for such unusable
While weeping maidens show-off penury & ravings for a mad staff
Wow, I'm of doubt
in the light of certain

Cruel
The servants have the power dog-men & mean women
poor blankets over our sailors
(& where were you in our hour)
your moustache?
Or a flower?
I'm of dour faces
at me from the T.V.
Tower. I roses in my garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies must now replace
in the mud
These mutants,
For the that's plowed
They are waiting to take us into the severed
Do you know how pale & thrillful
death on strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest 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 dress
This other Kingdom seems by far the best until its other jaw reveals incest & obedience to a vegetable law
I not go
Prefer a of Friends
To the Giant

Great Christ

Lazy Mary will get you up upon a morning
"The movie begin in 5 moments"
The mindless announced
"All those unseated, await The next show"
We filed slowly, into the hall. The auditorium was vast, & silent.
As we seated & darkened
The continued:
"The for this evening is not new. You have seen This entertainment thru & thru.
You've seen your birth, life & death; you might recall all of the rest
- (did you have a world when you died?) - enough to base a movie on?"
An iron chuckle rapped our minds a fist.
I'm getting out of
Where're you
To the other side of the
Please chase the clouds
Pagodas,
Her gripped him
Like a warm hand.
"It's all right.
All your are here."
can I meet them?
"After eaten"
I'm not
"O, we beaten"
Silver stream, scream,
concentration
Here the comedians
Look at them
them dance
An mile
Look at gesture
How
So to everyone
Words
be quick
Words resemble sticks
Plant
will grow
Watch waver so
I'll be
A
Better than a
But I'll
get away
W/out a dollar
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 worried
Sin in the
Backwoods by the
She smells
On my new
Arrogant
Tied in a of fast quest
the obsession
Its quick to
borrowed rhythm
Woman came them
of the world unite
Make the safe
For a scandalous
Hee
Cut throat
is a joke
Your wife's in a
The boat
Here comes the
Blood Blood Blood
They're a joke
Of our

Are you more real me
I'll burn you, & set you
Wept bitter
Excessive
I won't

A hot sick lava 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.
Very

Air base in the
Looking out blinds
A
A flower
Cool
The of the World
Is & dangerous
at the

Stag

[V]

A ship leaves
Mean horse of thicket
of desire
Decry the fox