Luyện nghe bài hát An American Prayer

Do you the warm progress
the stars?

Do you we exist?

Have you the keys
to the

Have you been yet
& are you

Let's the gods, all teh myths
of the

Celebrate from deep elder forests
you forgotten the lessons
of the ancient

We need great golden

The are cackling in trees
of the

Our mother is in the sea

Do you we are being led to
slaughters by admirals

& that fat generals are getting
on young blood

Do you we are ruled by T.V.

The is dry blood beast

Guerrilla bands are rolling
in the next of green vine

amassing for on innocent
herdsman who are just

O great of being

us one more hour to
our art
& our lives

The moths & atheists are doubly
&

We live, we die
& death not it

Journey we more the

Cling to
Our flower

Cling to Cunts &
of

We got our final
by

groin got
filled death

(I touched her
& smiled)

We assembled inside this ancient
& insane

To our lust for life
& flee the swarming
of the

The barns are

The kept

& only one of all the

To dance & us

divine mockery
of

Music temperament

(When the true murderers
are allowed to roam
a 1000 Magicians in the land)

Where are the
we are

is the wine
The New
(dying on the vine)
resident
give us an hour for
We of the glove
We of the starling
& hour
We of arabic breed
We of sundome & the

us a creed

To

A nightr of
Give us in
The
Give of
hues
a rich
for me & for you
& for silky
house
a head,
& a bed
Troubled
Resident
has thee
We used to
in the old days
We still
In little
The of Kindness
& unsporting
Forget &

Did you know exists
in books

Did you know are
our prisons

w/in a jail, w/in a
w/in a white free

We're headlong
on the edge of

We're reaching for
on the end of a

We're for something
that's already us

Wow, I'm of doubt
Live in the of certain

Cruel

The sevants have the

dog-men & their women
poor blankets over
our

I'm sick of faces
at me from the T.V.

Tower, I want in
my bower; dig?

Royal babies,
must now replace

in the mud

These mutants,
for the plant plowed
they are to take us into
the garden

Do you know how pale & thrillful
comes death on a hour
unannounced, for

a scaring over-friendly guest you've
to bed

Death angels of us all
& us wings
we had shoulders
smooth as

No more money, no fancy dress
This other kingdom seems by far the
its other jaw reveals incest
& obedience to a vegetable law

I not go
a feast of friends
To the family