Luyện nghe bài hát Stabbing Art To Death

Shall we use needles or knives to realign spine?
The degenerates so rapidly
Perhaps it proves it is the time to up your face
And smile at me to see if I am out of

Denying flow revel in your plight tonight
such a wonderful person to know
And my will rest in utter disdain
My resentment its wings for flight
You deceitfully on just the same into your holy light

With destroyed, we'll only create noise
Sweet is all that you'll have left
We'll dance its grave
The art of singing empty praise with of hope
And peace stab art to

watched it on its drugs
And I've seen the doctors
Cerebellums up
The heart is

No scalpel, pill or stitch, no sales pitch
Will bring the art that's dying back
And so we are the heirs of this glowing of care
Our hearts in one
We all cry out for blood and we clap
The amps are back
My heart is with the one to whom I shout

And glowing you speak in the friendliest
In of gold
And oh, the songs are sung
And the sweetest are told
So spread this virus and yourself
You pursue it quite relentlessly Sunday comes
You'll raise hands to sing what a sight to see

Yet I see art
I see her and I see you
And father you inspire me to to you
You inspire me to to you
Burn all the flags and the
and laugh

The light in eyes reflects and I see myself
And all I want to be for you I'll give
Just to linger on lips and feel your fingertips
You are an

Art is not the
Art is in our

And so I am the prince of sounds that make ears
My princess kiss me with your lips and lo
My heart will if art is in yourself
Or in a class at if art is ego and selfishness
And at the mercy of tools

We sing sweet goodbyes in and screeches
And bury knives in your heart
No paintings or to let you live on
We've seen the last of art as and lovers
We wash your feet and cry out into the the noise, the beauty
The love you me stabs these knives right into art

Art is not the
Art is in our

Stab art to