Luyện nghe bài hát Fate 3 20

(Sullivan)
I put my hands into the roaring
I felt the pain as it started to
I've done the thing over again and again
As if I ever wanted to learn
Moving through the at obsession speed
Leave a dust trail crossing the
I'm crying out in fury to the gods of
on, get me if you can
I'm a at the art of how to kill
I've killed the things that I love the
blood on the walls of my home
Patterned with the coward's
And love it is the key unlocks the door
But you never know what's waiting
Crying out in to the gods of fate
and get me if you can
I'm screaming in the wind, screaming in the
in the face of the storm
Howling out in the roaring
With the crashing down into foam
To feel without a weakness
She batters me into the sand
Crying out in fury to the gods of
on and get me if you can
Now I understand what they told me ago
How the stakes get and higher the further
you go
Now it's a bad time to look for
It's a bad for searching for home
The Wall down in a thousand pieces
Now building their own
Disillusioned little children of the Western
hangs heavy in our hands
We cry out in our fury to the of fate
on and get us if you can
We're crying out in our pride to the of fate
on and get us if you can
I'm crying out to the who couldn't care less
and get me if you can