Luyện nghe bài hát Hallowed Be Thy Name

(Lake, Sinfield)

There may be an om in
But there's very few in focus
Not the first, not the last, not the least.
You needn't be well to be
But you've got to be to be holy
Fetch the rope, the clock, fetch the priest.
Oh this of ours is a mess
I bet Heaven's the
Look the said, "Son,
As a friend, tell me in a name,"
be thy name.

I give you the of statesmen
And the key to what motivates
On the left, on the right, on the
Still I don't see a man in a
That an accurate pen puncture
Go to town, go to hell, go to jail.
And there's and saloons
Where the jukebox blues in the night
Till the madman "Son,
Time to go we could use some light"
And thy be done.

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

The and I got drunker
Till both thought the other you
And we all the way to the stars
The optimist for a taste of the pessimist's wine
And the said "Son,
How do you feel?" I "Me? I feel fine
Lead me into
Into
I into temptation
I need my of recreation
I want a in degradation
No hesitation, give me variation, me inspiration..."