Luyện nghe bài hát Tilting Against Windmills

Oh a brave soul.
He's proud to be straight, but like a host feeds, bigotry inebriates.
No one's ever been compromised for being a white, male with two blue eyes.
And thus, a declaration of pride walks hand in hand with Jesus, matching every stride.
Pew by pew and row on row, taught to revere him.
But when they're taught the wrath of God, they learn to fear him.

And fear themselves, and fear should.
And fear themselves, and fear will (God is dead).
the vengeance of a changing tide.
Fear the gap in your conscience ten miles wide.
Until you've suffered persecution and defied accusations,
no right to your pride.

Those that are truly afraid are ashamed of own urges.
Where sex gets buried under rope and cloth, emerges.
the truth.
Recognize the true and sing, "Father forgive me for I have sinned."
He not forgive you, but I will.
Repent of your and we will forgive you.
There are no exceptions, no red rejections, just open doors.
For anyone at all, and underwhelmed.
For at all, disarmed and disavowed.
All hail the knight of the verbal incontinence, tilting against windmills the night.
Inanimate objects, they do not pose a threat.
Your objection will be noted as a historic account of an ignorant prick.
If it's a sin against God or you, then fuck him, and you too