Luyện nghe bài hát Hallowed Be Thy Name

(Lake, Sinfield)

There may be an om in
But there's very few folk in
Not the first, not the last, not the least.
You be well to be wealthy
But got to be whole to be holy
the rope, fetch the clock, fetch the priest.
Oh this of ours is a mess
I bet Heaven's the
the madman said, "Son,
As a friend, me what's in a name,"
be thy name.

I give you the state of
And the key to motivates them
On the left, on the right, on the
Still I see a man in a mansion
That an accurate pen won't
Go to town, go to hell, go to jail.
And bars and saloons
the jukebox plays blues in the night
Till the says "Son,
Time to go we both use some light"
And thy be done.

We live in an age of
The tale of an ape
In the search for truth he can use
But a drunk got drunker
And a thinker, thunker
Set the place, set the time, set the fuse,
The optimist laughed and the cried in his wine
And the said "Son,
Take a word all wake given time"
Let thy come

The madman and I got
Till thought the other tank you
And we laughed all the way to the
The optimist asked for a taste of the pessimist's
And the madman "Son,
How do you feel?" I said "Me? I feel
me into temptation
Into
I said temptation
I need my of recreation
I a revelation in degradation
No hesitation, me variation, give me inspiration..."