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 water breathing,
To lend you some air for heaving, sunken chest.

'Cause they chose you as the model for their empty dreams,
your new head and your legs spread like a filthy magazine.
And they 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 from their fountain lies.
And I'd the horrible beast they commissioned
To steer me away from my to your eyes.
And I'd stand there, like a soldier, with my upon his chest,
With my spread, and my arms out, in my bloodstained Sunday's best,
And you'd hold me; I'd remind you who you are their shell.

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

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

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

hell for you
Through 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 with you?