Luyện nghe bài hát Weak Fantasy

These stories to us all
Are with sacrifice and robes of lust
choirs and downcast eyes
Selfhood of a ape

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

is a choice you embrace

Your truth
Tribal
Witchcraft your void
Lust for
necrocracy
Every child worthy of a better

Pick your from à la carte fantasy
Filled with suffering and
You live only for the days to
Shoveling trash of the upper

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

is a choice you embrace

Your truth
Tribal
Witchcraft your void
Lust for
Male
Every child worthy of a better

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

Wake up child, I a story to tell
upon a time

Your truth
Tribal
Witchcraft filling void
Lust for

Male
Every child worthy of a tale