Luyện nghe bài hát Guild Of Mute Assassins

Organ, organ, organ henchmen
Shaking their coins in
of mute assassins
Will convene at a quarter to

Behind the court atop a scaffold
Stands a man with a bag for a
You will not have learned I return
To give my executioner the

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

From the places
That are so seldom
Oh, the guild of mute

Widow in the with thimbles
Hasn't seen her face in
Kneels into a reflection
To find it is just as she's

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

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

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

Baby, on a threshold with
Breath rises from its
Beam of yellow light a doorway
And the of a silhouette

And in the a wood stiletto
Rattles like a barrow of
A young with a passion
Silently recites the

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

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

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

From the places
That are so seldom
Oh, the of mute assassins