Luyện nghe bài hát Severed Garden

Wow! I'm sick of
Live in the of certain South
bindings

The servants the power
Dog, men and mean women
Pulling poor over our sailors

I'm of dour faces
at me from the T.V. tower
I want in my garden bower, dig

Royal babies, must now replace
Aborted in the mud
mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that's

They are to take us into
The severed
Do you know how pale and thrillful
death on a strange hour

Unannounced, for
Like a scaring over-friendly
brought to bed

Death angels of us all
And us wings
we had shoulders
Smooth as claws

No money, no more fancy dress
other kingdom seems by far the best
Until it's other jaw reveals
And loose obedience to a law

I not go
Prefer a of friends
To the giant