Luyện nghe bài hát Weak Fantasy

These given to us all
Are filled with and robes of lust
Dissonant choirs and eyes
of a condescending ape

Behold the crown of a spy
in blood of those who defy
Kiss the ring, praise and
He you dwelling in fear and sin

Fear is a choice you

only truth
Tribal
Witchcraft your void
for fantasy
Male
Every worthy of a better tale

Pick your author from à la fantasy
Filled with and slavery
You live for the days to come
Shoveling trash of the upper

Smiling mouth in a rotting
Sucking dry the teat of the
A storytelling we are
A crew with show-off toys

Fear is a choice you

Your only
poetry
Witchcraft your void
Lust for
Male
Every worthy of a better tale

From into war of the worlds
This one we forsake with
lies, the strength of our love
Mother's milk laced with poison for newborn

up child, I have a story to tell
Once a time

Your only
Tribal
filling your void
Lust for

Male
child worthy of a better tale