Luyện nghe bài hát Hole for a Soul

Holy shamoly said the priest to the
As he wrapped his arms her
And his guts her world
She said I can't take any
No I can't any more
And she could the christ
Breath the
Smell the
Of another fallen hooked up on false religion
She's gotta hole for a
She's sad sad tale to tell
She's gotta hole for a
Of twisted in a living hell

moses he said with bottle in his hand
Fingers worn thin to the bone
From on the promised land
Fingers worn tattered and torn from scratching
All this blood and
Said I take any more
No I can't take any
He had a loving
child
An englishman's castle for his
Every stood this broken man
And every two stood this broken dream

He's gotta for a soul
He's gotta sad sad to tell
He's hole for a soul
Of being in a living hell