Luyện nghe bài hát Vi. Eaten & Forgotten

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

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

time when I had gone -
She had screamed she would

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

I shalt many things
When I spread my 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 most of you will got to be happy at all
Because you can weep and complain,
Because you try to your own childhood's days...
I've got to you of coffins
And you again and again
And the of life won't break anyway...
So, eaten bread is forgotten -
cares soon disappear!

Angel of the dreams and
me the way you have flown this night
What you seen,
have you heard,
What you done?
"...At the
I was flying above the woods,
I was going across the
the trees
I've 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 done a lot...

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

Are you silly really surprised?
Do not you know, seldom knocks twice...
And your knock at your door almost everyday!
So, eaten bread is soon -
Taken soon disappear

Don't cry mankind, be quiet - I am here.
Soon I'll be feeding you... Guess I brought
You as the do need some meal. -
I will have given to you ideal

I've ruined the mansions -
Now misery and sadness there
up your sweet desperation:
Have bread and have your death!
But bread is soon forgotten -
Almost all brats ate the bread,
Devoured the
I worked hard...
But I don't to have done a lot...
And so I shall stay without my work."