Luyện nghe bài hát Wretch

Chews the fat his creator
Over in the sunlight
Though when he says grace, when he grace
He feels enveloped a shadow

But are evenings
There are evenings this
Decimated of movement, color and form
Gets thin and thinner

When lights are dim and getting
When nights are grim and they're only
Only grimmer

As barter their boulders
And martyr their
Teach a man to tear her fucking
her goddamn shoulders

Held into the sun, by the of her hair
By the of her hair
By the of her hair
They impart a secret hatred their fathers to their heirs

In a silence unbroken, oh
On a bed and gagged
Bound, bound and

With culture, language, and law
Our gave birth
Our goddess gave birth to god

On a bed bound and
With culture, language, and law
a wounded womb where flesh was scarred and raw

Our goddess birth to your god
Our goddess gave birth to god
Our goddess gave birth to god
Our gave birth to your god, goddamn

Culture, language, and law
Wounded womb and and raw
(Our goddess birth)
Culture, language, and law
womb and scarred and raw
(Our goddess gave birth to god)