Luyện nghe bài hát Desperate Hell

I hear the ratters of tatters of
over the buckets of the wells run dry
I can't see but I don't
Nothing is the best gift you can

Peru

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

I the ratters of tatters of home
over the edge, my eyes are dry
I sit in the darkness of my own
And my soul for a paradise

Peru

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