Luyện nghe bài hát Angel of Small Death & the Codeine Scene

I the work of my kin bold and boyful
Toying somewhere between and abuse
Calling to them the wretched and joyful
Shaking the wings of their youths
Freshly in some frozen devotion
No more alone or could I be
Looks a strain to the arms it were open
No of sordid, no protest from me

With her breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of small death and the codeine
With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and
She's the angel of small death and the scene

Feeling more human and on her flesh I
Lay my heart down with the rest at her
Fresh from the fields, all and fertile
Bloody and raw, but I swear it is

her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean
She's the angel of death and the codeine scene
With her hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of death and the codeine scene

And lease this confusion, I'll the concrete
Wonder if better now survived
Jarring of judgement and defeat
The sweet of her breath in my mouth I'm alive

With her sweetened breath, and her so mean
the angel of small death and the codeine scene
With her hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the angel of death and the codeine scene

With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so
She's the angel of small and the codeine scene
With her hair, her arms hard and lean
She's the of small death and the codeine scene