Luyện nghe bài hát Cataract

Death is callous, and sudden
A pious, indignant, drooling
Whose are soft, warm, inviting
Whose desperate seem useless fighting
Whose ragged should rip through flesh
Which marinates in rancid
How one turns to a violent death
When cowardice remains where courage
No guiding to lead the way
Just rot to decay

The hangman hangs its head
To its victim not quite dead
But now from beneath the gallows
A driving force cuts the shadows

Strike from the heart, cut to the
With no remorse it's
With crippling blows to the and head
Drip by drip until finally bled out

One moment a lifetime
No one recalls the crawl or the
Or the trembling legs that take the first two
Or the moment the lungs decide to breath

The darkness comes to
Underneath its cloak beat the red eyes
Whose stare leaves one paralyzed

This is the from which one never awakes
Laughing at the feeble whose whole shakes
Who pounce upon the weakness and the past
Whose hands grip the heart and the heartbreak
So from the heart, cut to core
only the sinew washed up on the shore
Sever the head of the with the crown
back down
(Back down)
Never back

And as the light breaks through the night
It the victor dressed in white
Rising now beneath the gallows
A driving force through the shadows