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 were in the dark.
And if I was blessed, I'd on the water you're breathing,
To you some air for that heaving, sunken chest.

'Cause chose you as the model for their empty little dreams,
With your new and your legs spread like a filthy magazine.
And they hunt you, and 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 slay the horrible beast commissioned
To steer me away from my to your eyes.
And I'd there, like a soldier, with my foot upon his chest,
With my grin spread, and my arms out, in my 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 burn right my shoes
These are useless without you
Through for you, let the torturing ensue;
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 you in my weak arms like a first born.

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

hell for you
Through for you
you, without you...
Through for you.
you...
Through for you

Now I've walked through for you.
What's an to do,
But rest feet at home with you?