Luyện nghe bài hát Vi. Eaten & Forgotten

(And Angel said: 'Thus every one of boasts
what he writes 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
himself as much than seven men. It is
with one of you: he shows the folly of
churches, and hypocrities, till he
that all are religious, and himself
the single one on that ever 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 who all hate
religion, for he was thro' his
conceited notions. his writings 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 time I had gone -
She had she would come

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

I shalt many things
When I my dark wings.

So ye scream and cry -
I hurt ye and I'll

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

In the groove!

The most of you never got to be happy at all
you can only weep and complain,
Because you try to remember your own days...
I've got to remind you of
And haunt you and again
And the chain of life break anyway...
So, eaten bread is forgotten -
Taken cares disappear!

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

needs adversities
Because they you (opportunity to) hope -
The hope let you get
like a nice tomb.

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

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

I've ruined the human -
Now there's and sadness there
Lick up your desperation:
Have your bread and have death!
But eaten bread is forgotten -
Almost all these ate the bread,
Devoured the
I very hard...
But I don't seem to done a lot...
And so I shall stay without my work."