Luyện nghe bài hát Cataract

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

The would-be hangs its head
To find its not quite dead
But now from beneath the gallows
A driving cuts through the shadows

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

One moment defines a
No one recalls the or the climb
Or the trembling legs that the first two steps
Or the moment the lungs decide to take

The darkness to life
Underneath its cloak the blood red eyes
Whose haunting stare one paralyzed

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

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