Luyện nghe bài hát Anagram (for Mongo)

There's a coming 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 couldn't conceal

There is no seat at the feast
Take best stab at the beast
Night is thin
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 from the
the harvest from the earth

There is no safe at the feast
You take best stab at the beast
The night is turning
The is turning to sin

Reasoning is partly
Image just an game
The night is turning
The is turning to sin

Miracles will their claimers
More will bow to
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 find end finer with a

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
your best stab at the beast
The turns thin
The turns to sin