Luyện nghe bài hát The Plot Against My Love

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