Luyện nghe bài hát Big Wiggly Style

My regret is not more for You, Lord
As ocean comes to be deeper
Our vessel less stable

to the sky
Encourage the of God
Rather the jars that contain them
If only the of man were of such elements
If only, if

With great horror, I admit we
All live off the lust and of others
All live off the lust and misfortune of
This is vision, not

I see in the face of a priest
And deterioration in the walls of

What was right, now
Casts a cold reflection on glory,
On glory, on

My time has come, my has come
to the sky