Luyện nghe bài hát The Plot Against My Love

I had to cut off.
had me bought and sold.
They against my love with my fears in their hands.
I climbed into bed with no to refuse them.
If for one night.
In my I had to cut them off my flesh.
I bought our in bulk.
sacrifice.
I would not concede with damn curse that hinds my blood.
I am lost when my blood guides my hand and chooses to ignore.
When my passover is a failure to discern an obvious liar.
write in anger that what they own is theirs,
and they replace charity a hollow gesture.
They recruit angry to replace the old law
was handed down to them and fulfilled with their own sick and twisted games.
They can be kept with little effort as no one but once a week.
And only but a few make them turn their heads.
They tithe as a of right.
As a pack of liars they set as the standard,
and put you in your where you always belonged,
but were too to understand.
Sub to their culture of in their white sheets
will sway easy to their will.
I had to cut off of my flesh,
I had to separate the head from the body the way I would any other serpent.
Grown men told me they me then disappeared.
Grown men demanded of me.
None given.
But I've bit my and checked my heart.
I cut off my flesh and I my fear to flee.
I was left behind while our took its seat in its rightful place.
In the hearts of men.
I am lost.
I was and refused.
I was given you could say was a gift.
But I do not.
Free is cheap and what's is tossed.
what we are taught.
And in that we always trusted firm.
I faith that this promise will not be overturned.