Luyện nghe bài hát Crow II

"he can't get away by the time,
he gets in front of the jury be a good boy;" said man one.
at a little before 5'oclock he when the basement.
"yes or no!" demanded man two bantering dry in his throat.
"is more than what she gave you?"
man three as a growing flicker.
waved his eyes. "no!"
the space surrounds constitutes a climate
happens to now everyone in the room.
you feel traces a dying sound listen to the time of life.
panic stricken.
ringing the bells of a empty houses someone and calls you,
transfixed by you say "i ain't no guillotine"
the girl spoke from the in her rasping voice
"what he is in the house" the words hung there for a moment.
forward she plucked she plucked the ashes from his cigarette
and something nobody could understand.
nobody understand, nobody could understand.
one of irritation you call back "why me?"
the vantage point the street
can be falling back to a perspective odyssey.
a track of thunder. lust of decomposed intensity.
i am i am i am i am...