Luyện nghe bài hát Anagram (for Mongo)

There's a snake out of the darkness
from paradise
End the need for
the dreams of merchandise

There is tic toc in
make a deal
Cosmic is comic
A con they couldn't

is no safe seat at the feast
Take your stab at the beast
Night is turning
Saint is to sin

Raise the art to
Danger to be grand
Pride reduced to pie
down to sand

Take heart from earth and
of new birth
Take heart the harvest
Shave the from the earth

There is no seat at the feast
You take your stab at the beast
The night is turning
The saint is to sin

Reasoning is insane
just an eyeless game
The night is thin
The saint is to sin

Miracles will have claimers
will bow to Rome
He and she are in the
But only me at home

is a rose of splendor
Posed to in the end
Lonely things nights
I end finer with a friend

I in rate of her heart
A in the heat of the art
Night is turning
The saint is to sin

There is no safe at the feast
Take your best at the beast
The night thin
The saint to sin