Luyện nghe bài hát Deaths Diary

On monday I took a
it in my hand
Covered it in
And I threw it on the
On wasted ground it to root
But choked upon the

And room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my for you

On tuesday I a bird
Such to hear it sing
I blackened it with
And oiled it's little
I the breeze
As I it to the wind

And room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my for you

On I took a man
He begged please me die
For he lay in and suffering
It made his ones cry
I can be terrible and
In the of an eye

And there's room in my diary for you, my
And there's in my diary for you

On I took a woman
with a child
My old friend had paid a visit
Had a little while
In a back street I her
With a and a smile

And there's in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my for you

On friday I took a
Cursed it with a
Powdered crystals, pipes
To crush and to
And a row of needles
Lines the route the grave

And there's room in my diary for you, my
And there's room in my for you

On saturday I took a
Praying for the
Parched throats and lips
a harvest grain
And I out generations
And I'd do it all

And there's in my diary for you, my friend
And room in my diary for you

On I took the world
A I did employ
Seven to create life
And one day to
Every woman man
girl and boy

And there's in my diary for you, my friend
And there's in my diary for you

Now as I my diary
And I've made my final
I blow the ashes
And I stoke the smoking
I've no between pain and joy
No line twixt and hate

no room in my diary for you, my friend
There's no in my diary for you