Luyện nghe bài hát Appollo I: The Writing Writer

In these words crash my ears
I now stomach in fear
the turn I gathered name as the bastard's son
Who by I would come
Through wire I might cut
Atop this tower of and lust

gravitate towards you
I in the now hate you
I'll you wish you hadn't burned our time before
I'll live through this in a manner cursed at my own

If my shame our worth across this floor
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm Star IV
Only I even think of you
No, I want to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

In my you might wake
Through this I must fake
Your death to the face of my character
With these lessons he learn
All the worlds here must burn
For as God in the end we miss

If my shame spills our worth this floor
tonight, goodnight, I'm burning Star IV
Only I don't even of you
No, I don't to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

(There is no for mistakes, my children.
For as I been told, today is the day I die.
I'm I never played the part as your father,
As I should
And from the looks on your
It seems that's all you've ever of me
It is time for you to go these worlds alone
all of my love.
I'm sorry, but I love you all so much.)

make you wish you hadn't burned our time before
I'll through this in a manner cursed at my own accord
(I don't to go!)

So come on bitch, why aren't you now
(You left me to fend on my own!)
So cry on bitch, why aren't you now

If my shame spills our worth across this
Then tonight, goodnight, I'm Star IV
Only I don't think of you
No, I don't want to of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,

Only I don't even of you
No, girl, I don't to think of you anymore
Goodnight, tonight,
Goodnight, tonight,