Luyện nghe bài hát Big Wiggly Style

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

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

With great horror, I that we
All live off the lust and of others
All live off the lust and of others
is vision, not contradiction

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

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

My time has come, my time has
to the sky