Luyện nghe bài hát Return To Innocence Lost

Muffled sound of on flesh
to chest, no breath, air gasps
You ain't but white trash, bitch
With each hit, kick, each broken rib
Crack, crack, bones are
crying and bleeding and pleading

And then, daddy wants to
hard, swelled with power rush
And as if all that enough
Mommy's seven months heavy birth
As daddy grunts and drunk nothings in her bloodied ear

lullaby
First son ever hear
And forget

Mommy bled to death when she have him, finally
She'd already lost
Uterus bruised, shredded, and weak being daily beat
And Friday nights the worse
And never came with flowers

he spent hours at some corner spot
With some bar pop Cookie
Putting his thing down soiling mommy's with
Sweet talk shit, cheap lipstick
grease, sperm, and jezebel juice

To hell with the good news that he was a father for the first
His thirst for wine and women clouded his
No warm welcome for and son
Just the rank of ass crack, funk, and cum
But mommy's prayerful strength, her best
She the dirty linens, made a fresh bed

Laid sleeping son down and never made a sound
As she purged her scourge with birth and quiet tears
Watching as her fears and and sacrifice
Lie there in his skin and new life
Breathing, dreaming, fresh God's eye
Mommy's little survivor her

Mommy called Crazy and scorned, 'cause she too born
One boy soon the girl much later and
Although were both sung the same lullabies of hate
Her first son, the first one, whose world was profaned
Came of age playing street with Stevie, Rezzie, and little brother
'Till his heart to wither in pain and shame

Blamed mom for the wrong she let do to her and him
Let sins of the father cause his to wander
out amongst thieves chose to squander his dreams
Stopped believing in himself, become with his life
impossible shit right with gang ties, crime, lies
Erase wise, woeful of mother
Replaced them absurdities of others who had also lost their way

Played a different kind of game now
First son deep, speak street family vows
no causes but his own
See, he protect mommy's neck from daddy's grasp
Or protect mommy's ass from wrath
Couldn't shield her ears daddy's foul mouthed, liquor breath jeers

His defense, served to be confidence
Brown housed his swift descent
called cops on block frequent for his shenanigans
Now, daddy and him twins in
Driven to hearted heavens and friends by liquefied demons
Had what he despised from conception 'til end

Destined for a demise, nine lives of staying high
Conning, pawning, arrests, theft
Womanizing, for money, never for sex
in chest, baseball bat to the head left for dead
So, eyes and glassy, speech, slowed and slurred
Lips twitched with up codeine candy and mouth corners

One December Mr. Hide and false friend
Took final ride to suburban
Shots were fired by the gray man with hand
But not shaky enough to miss hit, boy in back
So called friend runs for door, leaves first son born
Lying alone in on cold floor
Death was the of returning to innocence lost

Baby 'sis for dawn on Christmas morn'
To mommy's sobs and shakes, silhouettes of regret
All past omitted and absolved by
As they to each other, knowing