Luyện nghe bài hát Wretch

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

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

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

As they barter their
And martyr soldiers
a man to tear her fucking head
From her goddamn

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

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

culture, language, myth and law
Our goddess birth
Our gave birth to your god

On a bed and gagged
With culture, language, and law
From a wounded womb where was scarred and raw

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

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