Luyện nghe bài hát Ãœber Den Fluss

He woke up, as his flesh off ... slice by slice,
high up in the air, more than ten-thousand miles.
He said, he was crucified a baneful sky,
Had nails feet and hands,
Yes, also in his eyes.
In defiance of all living he hang there ... upside down,
His poor, vicious face touching the ground.
He knows well he's been,
let him in !!!

He claimed crucifixes transformed
into sombre trees,
ran down their scarred trunks,
Gushed dripping out of the leaves.
The gathered in a chalice, all golden,
Held by the dirty of a black-bearded man,
His face spitefulness.
He knows well where he's
So, don't let him, let him in ...
let him in !!!