Luyện nghe bài hát Vi. Eaten & Forgotten

(And Angel said: 'Thus one of your boasts
that what he is new; tho' it is only
the or Index of already publish'd
books. A man carried a monkey for a
show, and he was a little wiser than
the monkey, grew vain, and conceiv'd
himself as much wiser than men. It is
with one of you: he shows the folly of
churches, and exposes hypocrities, he
imagines all are religious, and himself
the single one on earth ever broke a net.
Now a plain fact: He has not written one
new truth. Now another: he has written
all the old falsehoods. And now the reason.
He conversed with who are all religious,
and conversed not with Devils who all
religion, for he was incapable his
conceited notions. Thus his are a
recapitulation of all opinions,
and of the more sublime but no further.')

I done all my quests.
I am glad or less.

Last when I had gone -
She had she would come

And try to
a deuce... Wench am I!

I shalt bring things
I spread my dark wings.

So ye wilt and cry -
I shalt ye and I'll

your laugh for a while
After that... am I!

In the groove!

The of you will never got to be happy at all
you can only weep and complain,
Because you try to remember own childhood's days...
got to remind you of coffins
And haunt you again and
And the chain of life won't anyway...
So, eaten bread is soon -
Taken soon disappear!

Angel of the dreams and
Show me the way you have flown this
have you seen,
What you heard,
What you done?
"...At the
I was high above the woods,
I was going the hills
Through the
seen the bloody moon in the midnight skies,
I've shed the vampiric on the fields
Oh, I very hard...
But I don't seem to have a lot...

World needs
they give you (opportunity to) hope -
The does let you get
like a nice tomb.

Are you silly worm surprised?
Do not you know, seldom knocks twice...
And your cares knock at your door everyday!
So, eaten is soon forgotten -
Taken cares soon

Don't cry poor mankind, be - I am here.
Soon I'll be feeding you... what I brought
You as the others do some meal. -
I have given to you that ideal

I've ruined the human -
Now there's and sadness there
Lick up your desperation:
Have your bread and your death!
But eaten bread is forgotten -
all these brats ate the bread,
Devoured the
I very hard...
But I don't to have done a lot...
And so I never stay without my work."