Luyện nghe bài hát Andrenochrome Dreams

I had dream where I woke up to a grand commotion
And um, I jumped from the
And whipped the door its lock
And rushed blindly into the of the hallway

But there, on all sides lying to each other
Were rows and of executioners

Some shirtless, robe less and throbbing with anticipation
Sweat delicately sneaking through their body
All were
Some like seventeenth guillotine henchmen

Others had crudely hoods like scarecrows
Or sudden ripped ski masks with slobber from their jaws
And some had burlap masks sown
So they looked like they were made of human

Each one held a weapon, large mallets, crudely fashioned
And clubs, pipes, but I wasn't compelled to retreat, no

I was forced to move between
Past their swinging
The clubs, the bats, the slicing tools, the
The large and small axes, big boards with

Staples and embedded in them
Taking the beating, down, getting up
Again and again and and again
to make it out at any cost

And next I stumbled into a, this strange marshy
I was, I was oddly drowning
In squirrels and other large rodents

from above out on the treetops
Several dolls fell from the
Where they hanging
With made of human hair

They all, uh, they biting and sucking
And to feed from me, trying to enter my belly
And some pushed large needles into my and
And as I looked back some had
their hands, torsos and throats

I was froze, dead eyes
As I kicked them away I could see all me
Of piles and of dead sea life, large fish
Smelly crustaceans covered all in dead

And their soulless empty whispered
A language, I couldn't decipher
But somehow understood and cries were
Feed me, me

They me to devour
Those around them, chew up into a paste
And smear them inside mouths

And as I, I turned
I could see the shape of a woman, perfect, erotic
Squatting over a pile of dead things
And as I ran to her and said, "What the are you doing?"

And she had no face and then she turned to
And cracked
And then exploded into a 1000 at my feet

And just as I a quick breath
This was shoved and decimated
But an intruding tidal of microorganisms
Neutrinos, atoms and binding molecules

I was in the moon again
Frightened, aching and
And that's what I remember
The ache, I can't