Luyện nghe bài hát Halo Of Thorns

whispered
the song of an
echoes of a tear
frayed by the
a weed by a
withered and
she her head to die
to die
reading the
of the play that we
christ I'd die
o' if I could you now
you knew this had to
spare me the
this had brought upon us
lay in my hour
it like I'm
falling,
flying,
this of kings
this bloody halo me dry
me cry
as in the
of the play we lead
so I again
much stronger before
a sacrifice
let me lay down this cross
dragged so far behind us
and close theatre now
weaping over this cross
lying face down in the blood of
just write me out of play