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 needn't be well to be
But you've got to be whole to be
Fetch the rope, the clock, fetch the priest.
Oh this of ours is a mess
I bet the same
Look the said, "Son,
As a friend, tell me in a name,"
be thy name.

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

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

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