Luyện nghe bài hát Arrow

Stub in the distance
Riders cross the blasted against the horizon
Fickle of treaty
Fatal harbingers of war, futile

Swirl as one in this flight, this mad
This across the marshy mud landscape
Until the meaning is

masks the eager face
Skin and sallow
Headlong into the night
As as any arrow

against the flagstones
Fingers scrabbling at the lock, protection
croaks a voice
Half-strangled by the shock of its

the bolt in the wall, rusted the key
Now the of all frightful memory
in the silence

What a against the slope
Dark the gallows
One touch to the door
How swiftly comes the

Compassion you plead, as though kept it in a box
Well, long since been empty
I'd to help you somehow but I'm in the self-same spot
My condition me

We are all on the run on our
The sundial draws a line eternity
every number

How long the seems
How dark the
How the eagle flies
How straight his arrow

How the night is
Why is this passage so
How my body feels
Impaled the arrow