Luyện nghe bài hát Track 69

Track 69, (Cries Of The Is Necessary/
Call)
..And the Angel Of The Lord came unto me, me up from my place of
slumber. And took me on high, and still, until we moved through the
spaces the air itself. And he brought me unto a vast farmland of our
own midwest. And as we decended, cries of impending doom from the soil.
One thousand, 'nay, a voices, full of fear. And terror posessed me
then. And I begged, "Angel Of The Lord, are these totured screams?" and
the said unto me, "These are the Cries Of The Carrots. The Cries Of The
Carrots, Y'see Maynard, tomorrow is Harvest Day, and to them, it is
The Holocaust."
..And I from my slumber, drenched in sweat, like the tears of a
terrified brothers. And, Lord, Hear me now, I have seen the light,
They have a conciousness, They have a life, They a soul. Damn You! Let
the rabbits wear glasses! our brothers!
Can I get an "Amen?"
(collective "AMEN!")
Can I get a
(collective "HALLELUJAH!")
you, Jesus!
This. Is. Necessary.
This. Is. Necessary.
Life. on life.
on life.
on life.
on This. Is. Necessary.
(etc. 69 06.05)
(cricket until 69 13.51, then:)
It was daylight when you up in Your ditch. You looked up at Your sky.
That, made Blue be your color. You had your knife ther with you, too.
you stood up, there was goo all over your clothes. Your hands were
sticky. You wiped them on Your grass. So now your was Green. Oh, Lord,
why did everything have to keep changing like this? You were getting
nervous again. Your head hurt and it rang when you up. Your head was
empty. It alwasys hurt you when you woke up like this. You crawled up
out of Your ditch onto Your gravel road. You to walk, waiting for your
mind to come back to you. You could see the car far down the road, and
you walked it. "If God is our father," you thought, "Then Satan must be
our cousin. Why didn't else understand these important things?" When
you got to Your car, you tried all the ddors. They locked. It was a Red
car and it was new. was an expensive leather camera case laying on the
seat. Out across field, you could see two tiny people walking by Your
woods. You began to walk them. Now Red was your color, and of course,
the people out there were Yours, too. (...click)