Luyện nghe bài hát The Plot Against My Love

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