Luyện nghe bài hát Feast of Friends

Wow, I'm sick of
in the light of certain

bindings.
The have the power
Dog-men and their mean
Pulling blankets over
Our

I'm of dour faces
Staring at me the TV
Tower, I roses in
My garden dig?
babies, rubies
Must now replace
in the mud
These mutants,
For the plant plowed.

They are waiting to us into
The severed
Do you know how and wanton thrillful
Comes death on a hour
Unannounced, for
Like a over-friendly guest you've
to bed
Death angels of us all
And gives us
we had shoulders
Smooth as

No more money, no more dress
This kingdom seems by far the best
Until it's other jaw reveals
And loose obedience to a law.

I not go
Prefer a Feast of
To the Family.