Luyện nghe bài hát Coalition

If you would like a coalition my in in my eyes,
mark me -say it- this institution demands these words.
your worth.
We said, "Your vitality is a throat and in this cold it stains,
a haste. In the ascension taste sun in your mouth."
Burn burn the callow of will.
Herd into pen the escape of, the escape of what you infer to be true,
you slice open your wrists and crawl through your veins?
You remain what you are.
You put on full-bottomed wigs with a locks.
You can wear these high instead of socks.
But you remain forever you are.
Float or drown in these blades of canvas, perceive a of manipulating skin,
the skin from flesh, turned its face from the sun, revenge of a knife.
Knife worth.
When you thought you the sun it was the fire in my eyes
and when you you heard the dove it was my whistle in disguise.
And when you let it go with might,
you found that here there is no day or night.
The wisest man will make you like you are a man among mankind.
The has died.
And you have born.
Knife worth.