Luyện nghe bài hát Psalm

Oh of dread, the time is here.
Thirty-three, the sheep draw near with eyes so
they cannot hear all the lies that buy ears.
Oh, horsepants, chest.
Oh, sex ghost. Oh, of neck.
The tears are on her breasts.
The bed is out again.
If sad, you know it' true.
God is on bluer moons.
your room is all you do, it comes to you.
Oh, my ink instrument,
row my boat abstinence with thoughts as long as cigarettes.
Snowed in and cross protect.
Oh, that appetite.
Lo, passive fasts us contrite?
On highways of the night,
the crawl my candlelight,
the sun shines in space.
God is dumb, god is great.
But does he love us all the
Are we OK?
And I cried out your name because I loved the it made
and because I couldn't to see your face.
And ever was the same.
And the stars say, "Look my eyes."
But I change if it's only in my mind.
And I love you but I don't the right.
And I you so bad tonight.