Luyện nghe bài hát Weak Fantasy

These stories to us all
Are with sacrifice and robes of lust
Dissonant and downcast eyes
Selfhood of a 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
child worthy of a better tale

Pick your author à la carte fantasy
Filled suffering and slavery
You only for the days to come
Shoveling trash of the caste

Smiling in a rotting head
dry the teat of the scared
A storytelling we are
A starving with show-off toys

Fear is a choice you

only truth
Tribal
Witchcraft filling your
for fantasy
Male
Every child worthy of a better

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

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

Your truth
Tribal
Witchcraft filling void
for fantasy

Male
child worthy of a better tale