Luyện nghe bài hát Guild Of Mute Assassins

Organ, organ, grinder's henchmen
Shaking their coins in
Guild of 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 the chase

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

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

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

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

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

From the places
That are so seen
Oh, the guild of assassins

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

And in the cradle a wood
Rattles a barrow of bones
A young journeyman a passion
Silently recites the

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

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

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

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