Luyện nghe bài hát Hardened

There's a little child in a pond
And you would have me throw a on
the of the water
even she was your daughter
and watch how helplessly she dies
for the of how it looks
it's like you've read in books
It's a symbol of the way you see this

And if a savior upon a tray of gold
you'd insist that he had already sold
though you kew he hadn't
You're afraid to the bad in
for a you don't know
a certain generation
in a and headstrong nation
who God to dance whenever she plays the fife

And if you want to in terms of the survival of the fittest
then take a look at the soul's auction house and whose the bid is
You the fear of man
but you about the fear of God
And to the ransom
that makes an ugly soul handsome
you give a nod

a sense of desparation in your touch
and you say out loud you hate it much
but addicted to your sadness
cause it the touch of madness
The kind you inside your veins
Oh, why are you so
You you could be pardoned
I guess you will not let go of the reins

The lexicon of death is all you
You suffocated by the falling snow
Cause you miss the there
in the holy air
and start looking for a desert you can
Your eyes too to see
the ministry
of the frost upon the window of home
Oh, why are you so
You know you could be
and then you would not feel so
not alone.
not alone.
not alone.