Luyện nghe bài hát Alone I Stand In Fires

In awkward times at awkward ...
Rogues in glitter robes, with fierce
around me glowering.
I should be running
But I standing here in fires.

choirs of whip-lashing demons
With circling in a dreadful allegiance.
Singing out of tune in empty words and empty
Heard it all from a familiar face.

And tone cuts deep as rain in april
Every chord they form tears open the

But will be my day
When I up and be brave
it is me and my ire
Today I alone in fires.

Was my one of a sparrow?
Caged in the of disbeliefer's eyes
Was I in my own shadow?
For a free of compromise.

So many have passed inside the mussel
So many have my realm
So many foreign tongues and words
So blether and blether and blether...

Awoke. sorrow sleep.

And tone cuts deep as rain in april
And every chord they form tears open the

But today be my day
When I stand up and be
it is me and my ire
Today I stand in fires.