Luyện nghe bài hát Empire

Oh, the calling,
to hear his voice,
While hes to the choir,
And choir is death and noise.

And he up his fist, and he sees if they exist.

Angels with wings,
harmonies she sings.
She brings you daffodils,
You place them on windowsill.

Then you open up your fist, and you see if exist.

you sit in dark forests,
Youve been there for a while.
And they come to take you,
You sit and smile.

You say, Hey, you this. Im gonna see if you exist.

Oh its to leave here,
And I still my knife,
And its pressed up my body,
gonna be the night.

And I cut my own wrist, to see if I exist.