Luyện nghe bài hát Child Of The Mantador

Thirteen
Inside your
To one day
And you dead
The had fled
With unsaid
My paternal kiss

Thirteen
I your touch
I missed so

A unfurled
That you held
That you hurled
a razor fence

In mine such hate did shine
of knowledge, ill-defined
Nurtured in protective
There is no conquest in

years
Outside your
I that day
And to feel
The distance
Drift now in
My paternal kiss

A unfurled
That you held
child you hurled
Against a fence