Luyện nghe bài hát The Butcher

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

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

The usefulness of being still has come and
like the jolt of cruel dreams before the dawn
Or like that piece of ice you sit upon
becoming number the feathers of a molting yellow swan

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

I I'm sick I can't get up I try and try
I wipe the crusted out from my eyes
I hear the songs that people before they die
There is a world above the that are blocking out the sky

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

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

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