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

I watch the work of my kin and boyful
Toying somewhere between and abuse
Calling to join them the wretched and
Shaking the of their terrible youths
Freshly dissolved in some devotion
No alone or myself could I be
Looks like a strain to the arms it open
No of sordid, no protest from me

With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so
She's the angel of death and the codeine scene
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 with the rest at her feet
Fresh from the fields, all fetor and
and raw, but I swear it is sweet

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

And this confusion, I'll wander the concrete
Wonder if better now having
Jarring of judgement and reasons
The sweet heat of her breath in my I'm alive

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

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