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 butcher if he felt dismayed
counting organs in the when the flesh is stripped away

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

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

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

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

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

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

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