Luyện nghe bài hát Bleeding Ceremony

I was taught to always be nice so I doors on impulse
Always make room on the though I notice no one else does
They just through knocking you down
With a smug look on faces
So I stay home writing my in my fantasy oasis
Would it be out of
To spend the rest of my life in my
While I'm running my thumb all along on a edge?
Getting warm in the tub I'm watching the clouds
Of the blood I

But I said
What I to say
I wanted to say
What I to say
What I to say
Was DEAD.

I'm a loner, like or not. A Marat. Inside I'm
Purified my masochism in a bleeding
a candle, open my hand, and I'll end retaliations
From the dog pack cowardice in the gauchest of the nations

Would it be too
To the rest of my time in my head?
Am I hurting myself to remember? Like sled?
I've been waiting so long for the to this song
I bet I to death

But I said
I wanted to say
What I to say
I wanted to say
What I to say
Was DEAD.

Now I hope magically I will emerge back into life
Even though I'm vanishing now in a hemlock of wine
a hero swinging my sword in a bloody ancient world
And leave the life here ruined by where they need to thin the herd

DEAD.

Was what I to say
I wanted to say
Was DEAD.

What I to say
I wanted to say
Was DEAD.

I wanted to say
What I to say
What I to say...