Luyện nghe bài hát Anagram (for Mongo)

There's a coming out of the darkness
Parade paradise
End the need for
the dreams of merchandise

There is tic toc in
Leaders a deal
Cosmic is largely
A con they conceal

There is no safe at the feast
Take your best at the beast
is turning thin
Saint is to sin

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

Take heart from and weather
Brightness of new
Take heart from the
the harvest from the earth

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

is partly insane
Image an eyeless game
The night is turning
The saint is to sin

will have their claimers
More bow to Rome
He and she are in the
But there's me at home

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

I hear in rate of her
A tear in the of the art
Night is turning
The saint is to sin

There is no safe at the feast
Take best stab at the beast
The turns thin
The saint to sin