Luyện nghe bài hát Hallowed Be Thy Name

(Lake, Sinfield)

There may be an om in
But very few folk in focus
Not the first, not the last, not the least.
You be well to be wealthy
But got to be whole 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, me what's in a name,"
be thy name.

I you the state of statesmen
And the key to what motivates
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 there's 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 many a got drunker
And mostly a thinker,
Set the place, set the time, set the fuse,
The optimist and the pessimist cried in his wine
And the said "Son,
Take a word they'll all wake time"
Let thy come

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