Luyện nghe bài hát Severed Garden

Wow! I'm sick of
in the light of certain South
Cruel

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

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

babies, rubies must now replace
Aborted in the mud
mutants, blood-meal
For the plant plowed

are waiting to take us into
The severed
Do you know how pale and wanton
Comes death on a strange

Unannounced, for
Like a scaring guest
You've to bed

Death makes of us all
And gives us
we had shoulders
Smooth as raven's

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

I not go
a feast of friends
To the family