Luyện nghe bài hát Besprinkled In Scarlet Horror

Words verbose, to what end do they serve?
Or images vivid, scarlet, horrors,
Of shrieking that evoke the legions of hell
The notes that you choose and the that you sell

You're not giving all the to Him
Because artwork depicts a severed limb
And all the buy into your deceit
you're keeping way too frantic a beat

They said to Bach three years ago
"You work in the church there's something you know
We hired you to write that glorifies
But toccatas and fugues just simply horrify"

He said, "They're simply put together in bars
And why you think wrong I just throw up my arms"
Eviscerate that evoke emetic thoughts
Dissect and what speaks of corpses in rot

The leprous stumps of the and the lame
The stoning of Stephen, Job's scab covered
And John the Baptist, a head on a
Remove gorefest, why should it matter?

You say place beckons evil spirits
But I care not you call it
To me two hundred beats per minute
On tablature, I it

If you at the site
Of Cavalry's scarlet
Would fears have made feet take flight
And turn away from our plight?