Luyện nghe bài hát A Walk Through Hell

And if I could swim, I'd out to you in the ocean,
Swim out to where you floating in the dark.
And if I was blessed, I'd walk on the you're breathing,
To lend you some air for that heaving, chest.

'Cause they you as the model for their empty little dreams,
With your new and your legs spread like a filthy magazine.
And hunt you, and they gut you, and you give in.

And if I was brave, I'd up to you on the mountain,
They led you to drink their fountain spouting lies.
And I'd slay the horrible they commissioned
To steer me away from my mission to eyes.
And I'd stand there, like a soldier, my foot upon his chest,
With my grin spread, and my arms out, in my bloodstained best,
And you'd hold me; I'd you who you are under their shell.

I'd walk through for you, let it burn right through my shoes
These are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing
My soul is without you...

And if they a whirlwind, I'd hug it like a harmless little tree.
Or an earthquake, I'd calm it, and I'd bring you to me.
And I'd hold you in my weak like a first born.

I'd walk hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes,
These are useless without you
Through for you, let the torturing ensue;
My soul is useless you...

Through for you
hell for you
Without you, you...
hell for you.
you...
Through for you

Now I've through hell for you.
an adventurer to do,
But rest these feet at home with