Luyện nghe bài hát Whaling Stories

Pailing well after sixteen
A mammoth was set
Sack the and rob the tower
And the alphabet

Close the door and bar the
But keep the windows
alive inside a movie
Watch the screen

Rum was to all the traitors
held themselves in check
Bloodhounds nosed the houses
Down dark alleys crept

Six struck, the pot was boiling
Soup out on passers by
Angels incantations
Closely by god on high

struck out, fire and brimstone
Boiling oil and steam
Darkness with molten fury
Flashbulbs glorified the

Not a man who had a
Not a man who could be
called
(Not nor number)
Echo stormed its final

Daybreak washed with of gladness
Rotting all it rotted
peeped out on their neighbors
Inside fireside gleam

Shalimar, the chorused
Angels wholly all take
Those alive will meet the
Those at peace see their wake