Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Interrupt The Sorrow

Don't the sorrow
Darn right on flames our prophet
Be polite, a room of glasses
He says, "Your liberation doll"
And he chains me with serpent
To Ethiopian wall

Anima rising, of Queens
Wash my of Eden
Wash and me
Anima rising, in me tonight
She's a vengeful goddess
With an crown to fight

goes up in vapors, the steeples lean
Winds of change
in your Bible belt dreams
God goes up the
childhood Santa Claus
The good slaves love the good book, a loves a cause

I'm on the 1:15, you're darn right
Since I was
I've had no one me
He says "Anima rising, so
Petrified wood
Tall timber to rock"

Don't interrupt the sorrow, right
He says "We walked on the
You be polite", let up the sorrow
Death and and death and birth and death and birth
He says "Bring that bottle kindly and pad your purse
I've got a head of quandary and a mighty, mighty, thirst"

Seventeen glasses, wine
Milk of the Madonna,
He don't let up the
He lies and he
It takes a heart like these days
When your man weak