Luyện nghe bài hát An American Prayer

Do you know the progress
under the

Do you know we

Have you forgotten the
to the

Have you been yet
& are you

Let's the gods, all teh myths
of the

Celebrate from deep elder forests
[Have you the lessons
of the war]

We great golden copulations

The are cackling in trees
of the

Our is dead in the sea

Do you know we are led to
slaughters by admirals

& fat slow generals are getting
obscene on young

Do you we are ruled by T.V.

The is dry blood beast

Guerrilla are rolling numbers
in the block of green vine

amassing for on innocent
herdsman who are dying

O creator of being

grant us one hour to
our art
& our lives

The & atheists are doubly divine
&

We live, we die
& death not it

we more into the

Cling to
Our flower

to Cunts & cocks
of

We got our vision
by

groin got
filled w/green

(I her thigh
& smiled)

We have assembled inside this
& theatre

To propagate our lust for
& flee the swarming
of the

The barns are

The windows

& one of all the rest

To & save us

divine mockery
of

Music temperament

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

Where are the
we are

Where is the
The New
(dying on the vine)
mockery
give us an for magic
We of the purple
We of the flight
& hour
We of arabic breed
We of & the night

Give us a

To

A nightr of
us trust in
The
Give of
hues
a rich
for me & for you
& for your
pillowed
a head,
& a bed
Troubled
mockery
has claimed
We used to
in the good old
We receive
In ways
The of Kindness
& unsporting
Forget &

Did you freedom exists
in school

Did you madmen are
our prisons

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

We're perched
on the of boredom

We're for death
on the end of a

We're for something
already found us

Wow, I'm sick of
in the light of certain

Cruel

The sevants the power

& their mean women
pulling poor over
our

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

Tower, I want in
my garden bower;

Royal babies,
must now replace

in the mud

These mutants,
for the plant that's
they are waiting to us into
the severed

Do you know how & wanton thrillful
comes death on a stranger
unannounced, for

a scaring over-friendly guest you've
to bed

Death angels of us all
& gives us
where we had
smooth as

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

I not go
Prefer a of friends
To the Giant