Luyện nghe bài hát An American Prayer / Hour For Magic / Freedom Exists / A Feast Of Friends

Do you the warm progress
the stars?
Do you we exist?
you forgotten the keys
to the
Have you been yet
& are you
Let's reinvent the gods, all teh
of the
symbols from deep elder forests
[Have you the lessons
of the war]
We need 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
& that fat generals are getting
on young blood
Do you we are ruled by T.V.
The moon is dry blood
Guerrilla are rolling numbers
in the next block of green
for warfare on innocent
herdsman who are just
O great creator of
us one more hour to
our art
& perfect our
The moths & are doubly divine
&
We live, we die
& death not it
Journey we into the

to life
Our passion'd
Cling to & cocks
of
We got our vision
by
Columbus got
filled death
(I her thigh
& smiled)
We assembled inside this ancient
& insane
To our lust for life
& the swarming wisdom
of the
The barns are
The kept
& one of all the rest
To dance & us
divine mockery
of
Music temperament
(When the true murderers
are allowed to roam
a 1000 arise in the land)
are the feasts
we are
Where is the
The New
(dying on the vine)
resident
give us an for magic
We of the glove
We of the starling
& velvet
We of arabic breed
We of & the night
us creed
To
A nightr of
Give us in
The
of color
hundred
a rich
for me & for you
& for your
house
a head,
& a bed
Troubled
mockery
has thee
We to believe
in the old days
We still
In ways
The of Kindness
& brow
& allow
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 of boredom
reaching for death
on the end of a
We're for something
already found us
Wow, I'm of doubt
Live in the light of

Cruel
The have the power
dog-men & mean women
pulling poor blankets
our
I'm of dour faces
at me from the T.V.
Tower, I roses in
my bower; dig?
Royal babies,
now replace aborted
in the mud
These mutants,
for the plant that's
are waiting to take us into
the garden
Do you know how pale & wanton
death on a stranger hour
unannounced, for
a scaring over-friendly guest you've
to bed
Death angels of us all
& us wings
where we had
smooth as

No money, no more fancy dress
This kingdom seems by far the best
its other jaw reveals incest
& loose obedience to a law
I not go
Prefer a of friends
To the Giant