Luyện nghe bài hát Farm

Oh,
What is this
are you trying
To take me back to where Ive

And oh, who,
Who are humans?
What are doing?
Dont me back to them.

I learned to welcome witchcraft like an old silk
And I hate all of the reasons Ive put on a hill.
But I am still trying, oh!, trying hard to
With the madness of a tyrant Im on the kill

And my heart, heart, is not sort of part of me that does anything other than beat...

Ive been taken up with tales, are a welcome alibi.
Since then I've tried, but then I quit, to look you in the eye.
And I my familys scattered.
Its my fault left, alright
But they and Im left with episodic omnicide

And no I never on my sadness
Because I blamed it on me.
So Ive got a reason to this is the strangest, oh its the strangest way to be...

How could the single mind in my head, oh, be so very ready to go and just divide
itself dead

And your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his the best hes ever had
And its a tie in a 3-way pilgrimage-- furious? Ill take, Ill take it back
Your sorter of souls, hes asleep in his empyrean-- the best hes had
Are you minding your time in the pilgrimage-- you're Ill take, Ill take it back

I am breaking down these factory lines -- all Im asking of myself.