Luyện nghe bài hát Fistful of Swoon

the stench of
climbing up the
open up chest
your heart smell the same
you got a lot of
defyn' old man's word
blood on your
you got lust in your

the shriek of
singing out of
a black roses
in a room
you got a
you got a fistful of
on your hands
steady silver spoon

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

cast the garden
with cunning and
biding your
dark and empty days
trade in your
your tenants and
for
capital ruse

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

though your were tall
and your powers were
you could not
how you fell great heights
and you with speed
a kingdom you did
heaven to hell

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