Luyện nghe bài hát An American Prayer

Do you know the warm
the stars?

Do you we exist?

you forgotten the keys
to the

Have you borne yet
& are you

Let's reinvent the gods, all teh
of the

Celebrate symbols deep elder forests
[Have you the lessons
of the war]

We great golden copulations

The fathers are in trees
of the

Our mother is in the sea

Do you know we are led to
slaughters by admirals

& that fat slow are getting
obscene on blood

Do you we are ruled by T.V.

The moon is dry beast

Guerrilla bands are numbers
in the next block of vine

for warfare on innocent
herdsman who are just

O creator of being

grant us one more to
our art
& perfect our

The moths & atheists are divine
&

We live, we die
& not ends it

Journey we more the

Cling to
Our passion'd

Cling to & cocks
of

We got our vision
by

groin got
filled death

(I touched her
& smiled)

We have inside this ancient
& theatre

To propagate our for life
& flee the swarming
of the

The are stormed

The kept

& one of all the rest

To & save us

W/the mockery
of

Music temperament

(When the true murderers
are allowed to roam
a 1000 arise in the land)

Where are the
we are

Where is the
The New
(dying on the vine)
resident
us an hour for magic
We of the purple
We of the starling
& hour
We of pleasures's breed
We of sundome & the

us a creed

To

A nightr of
us trust in
The
Give of
hues
a rich
for me & for you
& for your
house
a head,
& a bed
Troubled
mockery
has claimed
We to believe
in the good old
We still
In ways
The of Kindness
& unsporting
& allow

Did you know freedom
in school

Did you know are
running our

a jail, w/in a gaol
w/in a white protestant

We're headlong
on the edge of

reaching for death
on the end of a

We're trying for
already found us

Wow, I'm of doubt
Live in the light of

Cruel

The have the power

dog-men & their mean
pulling blankets over
our

I'm sick of faces
at me from the T.V.

Tower, I roses in
my garden dig?

babies, rubies
must now aborted

in the mud

These mutants,
for the that's plowed
they are waiting to take us
the severed

Do you how pale & wanton thrillful
comes on a stranger hour
unannounced, for

like a scaring over-friendly guest
to bed

Death makes of us all
& us wings
where we had
as raven's

No money, no more fancy dress
This other kingdom by far the best
until its other jaw incest
& obedience to a vegetable law

I not go
a feast of friends
To the Giant