Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Secrets

Shh, okay, it's okay
This is our, dirty, little,

all alone in the city
My hands are with pity
I could get by or get high fifty, yeah
And I, I, I, I don't feel pretty,

And a lady in a stable
Her reads her fables
About the and his bride
He's in her room every

And feeds a table
Of robes, an altar of stone
But the child is
To run, run, run

And flee his of babel
So blood, blood,
Slithers her ankles

We're all alone in the
My hands are with pity
I get by or get high with fifty, yeah
And I, I, I, I don't pretty, today

Come one, all, witness the fall
Cry to the sky, today we break
Uprising, uprising,
In the of secrets

What happens here here, say nothing disappear
What happens here here, say nothing disappear

Uprising, happens here stays here
Uprising, say disappear
Uprising,

Locked away in the chamber of
in the house of secrets
In the of secrets
I will you of loneliness, shh