Luyện nghe bài hát Fistful of Swoon

the of sulfur
climbing up the
open up your
your would smell the same
you got a lot of
your old man's word
blood on boots
you got in your veins

the shriek of
out of tune
a dozen black
in a room
you got a
you got a fistful of
blood on hands
that silver spoon

though your were tall
and your were grand
you could not
how you from great heights
and you with speed
a you did lead
from to hell

from the garden
with and rage
your time
through dark and empty
in your canons
your and rules
for
high capital

to ashes
dust to
all for not
if not for all of us
mighty
you held the
you your chariot
right down the

your towers were tall
and your were grand
you could not
how you fell from great
and you with speed
a kingdom you did
from heaven to

though towers were tall
and your were grand
you not understand
how you fell great heights
and you burrowed with
a you did lead
from heaven to