Luyện nghe bài hát An American Prayer

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Do you the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we
Have you the keys to the Kingdom?
Have you been yet & are you alive?
reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols deep elder forests
[Have you forgotten the of the ancient war]
We need golden copulations
The are cackling in trees of the forest
Our mother is in the sea
Do you we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals
& fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood
Do you know we are by T.V.
The moon is a dry beast
Guerilla are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent herdsmen who are dying
O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & our lives
The moths & atheists are divine & dying
We live, we die & not ends it
Journey we into the Nightmare
to life our passion'd flower
Cling to cunts & of despair
We got our vision by clap
Columbus' groin got filled w/ green
(I touched her thigh & smiled)
We have inside this ancient & 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 dance & us
W/ the divine of words
Music temperament
(When the King's murderers are allowed 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 give us an hour for magic
We of the glove
We of the flight & velvet hour
We of arabic pleasure's
We of sundome & the
Give us a
To
A of Lust
Give us in
The
of color
Hundred
A Mandala
For me & you & for your silky pillowed
A head, & a bed
decree
Resident
Has thee
We used to believe in the good old
We receive In little ways
The Things of Kindness & brow
Forget &
Did you know 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 edge of
reaching for death
On the end of a
We're for something
already found us
We can Kingdoms of our own
purple thrones, those chairs of lust
& love we must, in beds of
Steel lock in prisoner's screams
& muzak, AM, their dreams
No men's pride to hoist the beams
While mocking angels what seems
To be a of magazine dust
Scratched on foreheads of of trust
This is just jail for who must
Get up in the morning & for such unusable standards
weeping 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 power dog-men & their women
Pulling blankets over our sailors
(& were you in our lean hour)
your moustache?
Or grinding a
I'm sick of dour
at me from the T.V.
Tower. I want roses in my garden dig?
Royal babies, rubies must now replace
in the mud
These mutants,
For the plant that's
are waiting to take us into the severed garden
Do you know how pale & wanton
Comes death on strange
Unannounced, unplanned for like a over-friendly guest you've brought to bed
makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws
No money, no more fancy dress
This other Kingdom seems by far the until its other jaw reveals incest & loose obedience to a vegetable law
I not go
Prefer a Feast of
To the family

Great screaming

Lazy Mary will get you up a Sunday morning
"The will begin in 5 moments"
The mindless announced
"All those unseated, will await The show"
We filed slowly, languidly into the hall. The was vast, & silent.
As we seated & darkened
The continued:
"The for this evening is not new. You have seen This entertainment thru & thru.
seen your birth, your life & death; you might recall all of the rest
- (did you have a good world you died?) - enough to base a movie on?"
An iron chuckle rapped our like a fist.
I'm getting out of
you going?
To the side of the morning
Please don't the clouds
Pagodas,
Her cunt him
Like a friendly hand.
"It's all right.
All friends are here."
can I meet them?
"After eaten"
I'm not
"O, we beaten"
stream, silvery scream,
Impossible
Here the comedians
Look at smile
Watch them
An indian
at them gesture
How
So to everyone
dissemble
Words be
Words resemble sticks
Plant
They will
them waver so
I'll be
A
Better than a
But charge
get away
W/out a dollar
Shall I say it
Aloud, you get the
No w/out fuel's gain
I'll be, the loud
Unleashed my
At of powers
O girl,
Your worried
O mind
Sin in the
Backwoods by the
She smells
On my new
prose
Tied in a network of quest
Hence the
Its quick to
Fats borrowed
came between them
Women of the unite
Make the world
For a life
Hee
Cut your
is a joke
Your in a moat
The same
Here the goat
Blood Blood Blood
making a joke
Of our

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

A hot lava 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
out venetian blinds
A
A flower
Cool
The of the World
Is reckless &
at the

Stag

[V]

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