Luyện nghe bài hát The Butcher

The pinecone told me what to do and I
Apollo of the booster whom he flayed
I asked the if he ever felt dismayed
counting organs in the body when the is stripped away

Without a
Without a or a mind
a mind
Without a body or a numb and useless

The usefulness of still has come and gone
just like the of cruel dreams before the dawn
Or like that melting piece of ice you sit
becoming number than the of a molting yellow swan

a mind
Without a body or a
Without a
Without a body or numb and mind

I guess I'm sick I get up I try and try
I wipe the crusted out mascara my eyes
I hear the songs that people sing before die
There is a world above the blankets that are out the sky

a mind
Without a or a mind
Without a
Without a or a numb and useless mind

In the streets where glass is ground into a fine
the drifting wind will blow it through your mind
The curbs where skulls have cracked and teeth have realigned
Old trees multitudes of pissing dogs encounter the sublime

a mind
Without a body or a
Without a
Without a body or a numb and mind