Luyện nghe bài hát Black Angel's Death Song

The choices of his fate
Set out upon a plate
For him to
What had he to

Not a ghost bloodied
All covered with
Where the black angel did
Not an old street in the east
to choose

And brother
on through the night
With his in his face
On a long splintered cut the knife of G.T.

The rally man's patter ran on the dawn
we said so long
To his skull-shrill

Shining red-rimmed and
Red-lined the time
with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping
the bells

Cut mouth razor's
Forgetting the
Antiseptic remains goodbye
So you fly
To the brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, again

Sacrificials remains make it hard to
Where you from
The stools of your
Serve to realize fame, choose

And roverman's of the sacrilege recluse
For the of a horse
Went the and a tail of a rat
Come again, to go

And if epiphany's reduced you to shame
Have head bobbed and weaved
Choose a to be on

If the glances off
didactics in two
Leave the of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try
If you choose, if you choose, try to
For the loss of come and start

the game I che che che che I
Che che che ka tak koh
Choose to
to choose, choose to go