Luyện nghe bài hát Braile

It's 3:18, tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The are hours, the hours are days,
I feel infected by your presence, you in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on blackened lungs,

I whispered in her
me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take your hope, your dreams, love,
there's nothing left

I in her ear:
You better me dear, for I am Death,
And I'll take that shit you a life,
In a single fucking

I'll take hope,
I'll take your dreams,
I'll take love,
I'll everything you fucking bitch,

steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll turn your promises lies,
steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll your promises into lies,

It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every teen,
The hours are days, the are dead,
I feel infected by presence, you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on your lungs,

I hear the fear in your voice, but you feel a thing,
Your life's already worse than any pain I could bring,
I could bring,
That I bring,

I could make it every day,
But you're so blind, it may as be May,

And I whispered in her
You better me dear, for this is Death
And I in her ear:
Fear me, 'cause I am

One time,

I in her ear:
me dear, for I am Death,
I'll everything you ever loved

I in her ear:
You fear me, for I am Death.
For I am Death.
For I am