Luyện nghe bài hát Black Angel's Death Song (Mono)

The choices of his fate
Set themselves out a plate
For him to
What had he to
Not a ghost bloodied
All covered sleep
the black angel did weep
Not an old city in the east
Gone to
And wandering's
Walked on through the
With his in his face
On a long splintered cut from the of G.T.
The man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so
To his yell
brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined the time
Infused with the choice of the
On ice skates chunks
the bells
Cut bleeding razor's
the pain
Antiseptic cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy snow of the east
Gone to choose, again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to
Where you come
The stools of eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose
And roverman's of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a
the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, to go
And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to
Have head bobbed and weaved
a side to be on
If the stone off
didactics in two
Leave the colors of the trails
Don't scream, try
If you choose, if you choose, try to
For the of remain come and start
Start the I che che che che I
Che che ka tak koh
to choose
Choose to choose, to go