Luyện nghe bài hát I Looked To The Southside Of The Door

Adam stands on docetic
The woman's face is full of
In the of the book
And with the lips of the
And the and the seal
And the that lights
Up your bed with seeds and
And the on your rug
That's like a lamb
On the rack and on its
I call the martyrs on
To this piss-poor
And the spreading like flies
Under the and the gable
curtains of eyes
That shift
And sniff like foxes at
With following the mind
stitches quilts
And pours into comets
Oh oh galaxy kill
All the and its names
On docetic mountain
My arises
Scaling Christs
With no back and no
He has stolen
And has to spare
And kisses
Covered with useless

For Paise and for
Under low
Fearful wails to
Under his
And kills again
And smothers the
Drawing in the

is Ashkai
Under psychic since eight
I saw the by the jar
I saw the in the jaw
And saw the pale
sinking empty wine
Useless in the Eden
How was the jungle
Dogs clutch and
Catch and call bulls
Murmuring lovely streams
pulse and hurtle
My clock shut