Luyện nghe bài hát Funeral Time

It's raining cats and
The is embraced by the fog
Night of dead babies, would you cross the
the dawn, until the dawn

Rise of black rose
funeral time
It is curse
No to cry

When bitter moon red for beast
Ten sharpened nails you fists
Your is ready, you're hurted swan
It's funeral time, lay down, on

Rise of your black
It's time
It is curse
No to cry

Close eyes for the one last time
No here, inside the line
Fallen angels sing song
You turn into a dead black swan

Like wicked on the apple tree
Satan's womb will born you
A poisoned virgin's
It's time, no time to hide

Rise of your black
It's time
It is curse
No to cry

Now you are by your dreadful sins
whispers silent: "six six six"
Crimson tears keep falling on the
Every midnight is the time.