Luyện nghe bài hát Blindfold

Blood ridden hands are the things
To through the bed
When all the pain in life
to a head

Poor lost with no place to go
Wait until winter and you'll
Three fold through your lies untold
Innocence her blindfold

Who else's hands touched
Who I best
Held close the and waist
Of my orphan

summer ends, the evenings we spent
Life under China din
Wishes best to mystery
I deep in your occult key chest

On my suicide
me in the pit of my morning pout
An throughout
scarred and sullied soul you threw out

What you not to include me
How you failed to invite me
How you laugh with her in that theater
When off and I'm alone