Luyện nghe bài hát The Builder and the Arsonist

A meek man his home out of dirt
In view of the kings
The king frowned upon the man and it to be torn down
Is a man the builder, or the
The lion, or the
The king, or the
The man's wife shivered as they heard a knock upon the
And opposite the door was a knight bearing the news the king
I have a wife and kids he
sir, will I live?
Where
Where the fuck will I
Do we enough strength to stand on our own two feet?
Or have we become too
The nation's have gathered dust
Leaders by followers
All because, we didn't be told what to do
Fuck the man who thinks he is me
As a species, we are fucking
Are you the lion, or the
The king, or the
"They bowed their to pray for massive strokes and heart attacks"*
And holy golden
been starving our artists
And our filth
But it is our shopping mall hierarchy that is keeping us
We're building just to burn them down
Who's the because of it
We have
The man said, "I will not go as a monster, but as a tragedy"**
So, he set fire to the
And stormed the gates of the
And holding the king by the hair he said, "You are no more me, and I am no less than you"
Then he cut and sat the throne
We have