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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

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All Eyes On The Saint (from "Tribalism" compilation)

 

All Eyes On The Saint (from "Tribalism" compilation)


22nd of June, 209 AD, A crowd gathers.
Ohhh they fucking love a good beheading.
Watch as St.Alban's head, rolls down the hill.
The crowd stood still, 'cause what they just saw,
It petrified them to the core,
Ahhh to the core.
Ahhhhhh.

As the executioner raised his as his axe,
I swear the saint smiled.

Welcome Verulamium, cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.
Welcome Verulamium, cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.

Our city with its beautiful history,
Is being diluted.
But we will not let go.
No we wont.
Now get a grip on your roots boy.
Don't let go.
But we will not let go.

Ahhhhhh.

As the executioner raised his as his axe,
I swear the saint smiled.

Welcome Verulamium, Cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.
Welcome Verulamium, Cathedral city,
All eyes on the saint.

And it's cold outside.
And it's cold outside.
And it's cold outside.
And it's cold outside.

As the executioner swung his wedge,
His eyes popped right out his fucking head.
Then when he should see the ancient moment,
The making of the first British martyr.
British martyr.

Here lies truth, where I stand.
Here lies truth, where I stand.
Here lies truth, where I stand.
Here lies truth, where I stand.

So where St.Albans head,
Laid to rest, after the kill.
Fresh water sprung up from the ground,
At the bottom of what's now,
Holywell hill.
Holywell hill.

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