Luyện nghe bài hát Stabbing Art To Death

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

Denying ventricle flow revel in plight tonight
You're such a wonderful to know
And my name will rest in disdain
My receives its wings for flight
You deceitfully stroll on just the into your holy light

With music destroyed, only create noise
Sweet dissonance is all that you'll left
We'll across its grave
The art of empty praise with knives of hope
And stab art to death

I've it on its drugs
And seen the doctors shrug
withered up
The heart is

No scalpel, or stitch, no religious sales pitch
Will ever bring the art dying back
And so we are the heirs of glowing lack of care
Our in one discord
We all cry out for and spit we clap
The amps are back
My heart is filled the one to whom I shout

And glowing you speak in the tongue
In of gold
And oh, the sweetest songs are
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 glorious to see

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

The in your eyes reflects and I see myself
And all I to be for you I'll give everything
to linger on your 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 ears ring
My princess me with your sweet 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 of primitive tools

We sweet goodbyes in screams and screeches
And these knives in your heart
No or poems to let you live on
We've the last of art as servants and lovers
We wash your feet and cry out into the dark the noise, the
The love you bring me these knives right into art

Art is not the
Art is in our

Stab art to