Luyện nghe bài hát Answers

Are answers just a tale
To keep us our own tail
Despite the we may win
In search of truth we're to fail
And every fruitless sin
The devil's to let us in

A warm embrace for the cold and
Teach us how to the nail
And build our cross
Since we only in Braille
We all repent at our own
And our meaning is lost

Virgin Mary stands in cold
Her orphaned blind on the rail
Train vision locked in a box
Surrounded us by grey veils
alone in foreign flocks
Through vast the thirst still knocks

Hunger in exhale
Starvation in every gale
And though no two seem the same
We're all one in the belly of the
Identity the source of
And the nature of the game