Luyện nghe bài hát Guild Of Mute Assassins

Organ, organ, organ grinder's
Shaking their in time
Guild of assassins
convene at a quarter to nine

Behind the court house atop a
Stands a man with a bag for a
You will not have learned until I
To give my the chase

The of its censers
The of its members
Oh, the guild of mute

From the in-between
That are so seldom
Oh, the guild of mute

Widow in the furrow thimbles
Hasn't her face in years
Kneels into a puddled
To find it is as she's feared

And 'In The Garden', the
above his head
You will not until you have learned
What you've

The swinging of its
The silence of its
Oh, the of mute assassins

From the in-between
That are so seen
Oh, the of mute assassins

Baby, on a threshold with
rises from its lips
Beam of light from a doorway
And the figure of a

And in the a wood stiletto
Rattles like a of bones
A young journeyman with a
recites the oath

The swinging of its
The silence of its
Oh, the guild of mute

From the in-between
That are so seldom
Oh, the guild of assassins

The of their censers
The silence of its
Oh, the guild of assassins

From the in-between
That are so seen
Oh, the of mute assassins