Luyện nghe bài hát An American Prayer

Do you the warm progress
under the

Do you we exist?

Have you the keys
to the

you been borne yet
& are you

reinvent the gods, all teh myths
of the

Celebrate from deep elder forests
you forgotten the lessons
of the war]

We need great copulations

The fathers are cackling in
of the

Our is dead in the sea

Do you know we are led to
slaughters by admirals

& that fat slow generals are
obscene on young

Do you know we are by T.V.

The moon is dry beast

Guerrilla bands are numbers
in the next block of green

amassing for on innocent
who are just dying

O great creator of

us one more hour to
our art
& perfect our

The moths & atheists are doubly
&

We live, we die
& death not it

Journey we into the

Cling to
Our flower

to Cunts & cocks
of

We got our vision
by

groin got
filled death

(I her thigh
& smiled)

We assembled inside this ancient
& insane

To propagate our for life
& the swarming wisdom
of the

The barns are

The windows

& only one of all the

To & save us

W/the mockery
of

inflames temperament

(When the King's murderers
are allowed to free
a Magicians arise 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 purple
We of the flight
& hour
We of pleasures's breed
We of sundome & the

Give us a

To

A of lust
us trust in
The
Give of
hues
a rich
for me & for you
& for silky
pillowed
a head,
& a bed
Troubled
mockery
has claimed
We used to
in the old days
We still
In little
The of Kindness
& brow
& allow

Did you know exists
in books

Did you know are
our prisons

w/in a jail, a gaol
w/in a free protestant

We're headlong
on the edge of

We're reaching for
on the end of a

trying for something
that's already us

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

Cruel

The sevants the power

& their mean women
pulling poor blankets
our

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

Tower, I want in
my bower; dig?

Royal babies,
must now aborted

in the mud

These mutants,
for the plant plowed
they are waiting to us into
the severed

Do you know how pale & thrillful
death on a stranger hour
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 seems by far the
until its other jaw reveals
& loose to a vegetable law

I not go
Prefer a feast of
To the family