Luyện nghe bài hát Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Verse

The harvest appeared plentiful than last season
I imagine seed handling evoked a stroke of tardy planting
And the crops we'd have mid November
Only brushed the blossom then soon sacrificed
Lives to icicle jackets the frost hit
I sunk to the warmth beneath the mosses
Where the planted tunnel pass the rains have run their courses
But alas, the portraits of these frosted corpses in the grass
Off of or pour the one tall glass and nauseous
And I'm asking you, why's this spy supply in strangers
When they know atop the food chains I could biters for acres
Now be gracious, these minstrels turn a bully's civil
By dissolving the coated image down to the pixels
Yelp bringing the self-stop freedom investors
And the studies connecting one hit wonders with dust
Puts it down, and it's down your sappy sing-alongs
So stick it further down, let Dante decide which ring I'm on
Nova, the took positions and advance march
Parts playing a scheme parking the rain in my now I'm like
Point: I guess I could spare a splash for a of heads
Counterpoint: my famine I never got broke your bread
equation of intrigue, yes, yes, let me fed sit for a bit
These need soaking before I hand out token
"Shut the fuck up" like Kabuki with a heart of dirt
Skull fucked bones hence my birth it hurts

Must not sleep must warn
Trust blocks where the dust storm hovers
I milk my for almost everything I want
Sometimes I take it all and still can't feel this in my gut
And I'm like must not sleep must warn
Trust blocks creep where the dust storm
I'm trying to on top of sunshine
But it's ridiculous at times that's why I tore 'em with this

Two:

Wanting the glory of our advance fire to water beetles
masons adjacent debasing on pins and needles
Pupil turned benediction to my dream
Beam in a bottle rockets off the golden mezzanine
I pluck the pedals off a classic rose one at a time
Gripping the stem and right invite the thorns to dig up in my
A for nighttime, ante up the slight cost of exhaustion
To salute the moon of our paradise and you're a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling coal my earthworm soul
Borough up through the with bloody digit lick my knuckles clean
Noting the corporate clusters holding hands the abode of the damned
And what's your poison? Starlight and amaze her with a chaser
Sip it clean savor the taste sit and dream later
The ollage pay their back upon hinges twenty miles
Across the glassy eye window of one less to by
Now I'm six foot four with a sick flow up just to recline
With no free time, the alarm at nine
My daytime's on some, yes sir, sir, right away sir
Sir do you mind if I breathe sir oh you do? excuse me sir fuck you
I breathe slow, I'm with these fantastic amalgams
Painting casket careers to pierce gunning with classic albums
Security's the javelin, catch it;
Clocked in at seven six and haven't clocked out ever

Must not sleep must others
Trust blocks creep where the storm hovers
I milk my habitat for almost I want
Sometimes I take it all and still can't feel pitfall in my gut
And I'm like not sleep must warn others
Trust blocks where the dust storm hovers
I'm to walk on top of sunshine
But it's ridiculous at times why I tore 'em with this warning