Luyện nghe bài hát Cataract

Death is callous, strange and
A pious, indignant, glutton
Whose are soft, warm, inviting
desperate advances seem useless fighting
Whose tooth should rip through flesh
Which marinates in breath
How quick one turns to a death
When cowardice remains where left
No guiding light to the way
rot declining to decay

The would-be hangman hangs its
To find its not quite dead
But rising now beneath the gallows
A driving force cuts the shadows

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

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

The darkness to life
Underneath its beat the blood red eyes
Whose haunting leaves one paralyzed

is the nightmare from which one never awakes
Laughing at the feeble whole body shakes
Who pounce upon the weakness and the mistakes
Whose grip the heart and cause the heartbreak
So strike from the heart, cut to
Leave only the sinew washed up on the
Sever the head of the with the crown
back down
(Back down)
Never back

And as the breaks through the darkest night
It finds the dressed in white
now from beneath the gallows
A driving force cuts the shadows