Luyện nghe bài hát Desperate Hell

I hear the of tatters of home
over the buckets of the wells run dry
I can't see but I don't
is the best gift you can find

Peru

On my suffering
The voices at smothering
To hell your excuses
What do you of desperation?
You people feel the pain
Of eyed angels in a desperate hell

I hear the ratters of tatters of
Thrown over the edge, my are dry
I sit in the darkness of my own
And search my soul for a

Peru

Eat my and drink my blood
I'll be crucified
Eat my flesh and drink my
Tomorrow I'll cry, I'll die