Luyện nghe bài hát Hell-On

God is not a
Or a guy
God is an unspecified
You time it's tables
It sets no glass or
God is
A lusty fire
It's bristles and strike the stage
Rock, paper, scissors, rage..
Have mercy on the natural

My is not
The waves
The perfect rings a heron's legs..
My a straight garroting wire
A stolen mile of
Peeled up quiet from dunes
Captured and respooled as
To be
At a time

My voice is a
Of a shin bone's
Pounding ground
It lifts you up and you just..
Just at sorrow's
I you on tomorrow's plate
Ferrous, marrow spilling
Not yours, but mine.
iI'm an
Of the word

you tell me
I warn you
that's some gravity
You not to play with

you tell me
I didn't you
That some gravity
You ought not to with

There's nothing quite so
As a
nothing quite so poison
As a
nothing quite so poison
As a
nothing quite so poison
As a

And me?
I am not a
I'm a wilderness, yes.
The undiscovered
For you to

But you'll not be my
barely my guest
You don't permission
To take any
Be
Of the natural

can't amend it's ways
It boils hell-on and then
Despite heartfelt springtimes of
The storm she still for days

Have mercy on the natural