Luyện nghe bài hát Vii. Wooden Ladle

(When he had so spoken, I the Angel,
stretched out his arms, embracing the
of fire, and he was consumed, and as
Elijah. Note. Angel, who is now became a
Devil, is my particular friend. We often
the Bible together in its or diabolical
sense, which the world shall have if
well. I have also The Bible of Hell,
which the shall have whether they will or no.)

"SLEEP DEPRIVATION"

and then you will see,
As you even can't imagine
As all of the things
upside-down...

Oh, my dearest!
They seem to be
And all of -
I mean those people are sheep who do not differ one an another

and then you will see...
Have a look at dreams -
They are in flames
Like the torn asunder.

And you feet...
Can't you see dying
You cannot
Your sweet "sleepering"

minds,
That's a dream.
It's time to go ahead to bed...
yet...
done,
Two-faced child,

and cry;
"Nobody won
Anyone,
And lost one either...
Having from the other side,
Forlorn in pride".

Mist and disease do in your dreams.
Strange flames are so beautiful now

Under feet
And on way home;
There is no need to
They are sick overture
you go insane at all.
Autumn stole your dreams...
Dancing stole your soul...
minds if you fall asleep.

if you can,
if you will.
Sleep if you see the bright light to me.
Sleep if you dare to my surprise.
Sleep 'cause I don't
Haven't you my nice lullabies!

THE "WOODEN LADLE"

Some people only need in food and to muck
Some of them got to live in fight and bad luck
Some of them with a silver spoon in a mouth
And the with a wooden ladle...
You'll have as...

we be fighting with the sin
Has spread abyss as sea?
You mean us: It won't me
Even if I follow all fools...

Some people have got to and die
In or in a glass of wine
And if you their way -
You will got the most of attributes.

do we need? Not quite...

Oh, you had better listen to the rustle of the days.
Watch as poor mankind does make a million -
its countless nights and days
Caught in a full of deadly haze. -
It always does for itself.
Betray!

give them another chance anymore.
Let them themselves more and more
Let drown in bloody sea and stay on the shore. -
They yet all the cares and got them all!

What have you got in a mouth - in a of yours
Who knows of delicious one tell me - I can't suppose
Let me look at this one in a mouth of
it sounds great and looks so fun... I suppose

You cannot outside the death.
one that's looking very sad
try to be a GOD
Therefore you be a GOD,
Poor whore

You will have known it very
Who a ladle or a spoon
Why did you get your one
And who had thrown it into mouth.

did believe this:
art not a GOD.
The thoughts of thine with thy wrath are apart
Because of idiotic ae dost keep in thy mouth...
With thou wert made...
Thou shalt not become the before it is too late.
Thy wooden ae doth make thee
It doth not want to eat or sleep -
It doth thy path pass away
Thou art getting day by day...
Try to appease thy angry daemon and him in thy mouth
Feed him by thy flesh and thy bones far more usual
art poor mortal whore...

There is wonderful place - there is place
Keep your temper - you are not to be in a
There is haze of oblivion - wonderful
There is place for your future remains.

"SLEEP DEPRIVATION"

Sleep fast and do not be
When you have awoke
You'll be rich and as before,
"Mad sea thou winna know
Of shore, poor mortal whore!"

Sleep and then you see
and bottomless sea,
Sleep and then you buy
essence of thine.

Come along by side
to your filthy pride.
"Evil of time
Will have not passed by."

I if you'd mind
Dying now in a
You are mortal whore.
degenerate sheep!

Sleep and you won't see
As the hollow - darkness comes.
and then you won't see
As the moon is arising,

Sleep and then you see
All of the cares,
You do fear
To of them again and again

Sleep and you won't see
Sleeping grim
If the of yours
Not you before.
You are poor whore.

You won't wait for
you have your nightmares
And deprivation
and then you will see
Two of GOD!!!

Well, it's time to reveal our and might
You don't know how to him who has arrived
You done all the screaming already and now
your hands in despair and o don't ask me "How

Am I t' stop it?" - If you leave off it will
Stop of itself - are you to reveal?
So the boat of yours was left to down the stream
So you're desperate one's left to down the stream

Lo the blade of one of the got fast in the
Water and would not out again
And the was that the handle of it
Caught you under your chin thus got your feet!