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 they chose you as the model for empty little 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 horrible beast commissioned
To steer me away from my mission to eyes.
And I'd there, like a soldier, with my foot 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 through hell for you, let it burn right through my shoes
soles are useless without you
Through for you, let the torturing ensue;
My soul is useless you...

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

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

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

Now walked through hell for you.
an adventurer to do,
But rest these feet at with you?