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 walk on the water breathing,
To you some air for that 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 hunt you, and they gut you, and you give in.

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

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

And if they send a whirlwind, I'd hug it 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,
soles are useless without you
Through hell for you, let the torturing
My soul is without you...

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

Now walked through hell for you.
What's an to do,
But rest these feet at home you?