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

Adam on docetic mountain
The woman's face is of stars
In the words of the
And the lips of the book
And the and the seal
And the that lights
Up your bed with seeds and
And the on your rug
That's roaring like a
On the and on its back
I the martyrs on wheels
To piss-poor mess
And the spreading like flies
Under the table and the
Breathing curtains of
That uneasily
And sniff like foxes at
With feathers the mind
That stitches
And pours into comets
Oh microwave oh galaxy
All the night and its
On docetic mountain
My dragon
Scaling Christs
With no and no face
He has stolen
And has to spare
And mountains
Covered with useless

For and for Thekla
Under low
Fearful to fall
his brothers
And Bloodface again
And smothers the
in the dirt

There is
psychic attack since eight
I saw the by the jar
I saw the in the jaw
And saw the drains
Mind sinking wine
in the heathen Eden
How great was the
clutch heads and
Catch and call fall
Murmuring lovely streams
That and hurtle
My clock shot