Luyện nghe bài hát Kings

See history fade, crystal clear
Aurora, what you here?
Buttering the mouths of
Shutter your bleeding leaves

In in the orient
is good and spent
Herod beneath the palms
poor baby in his arms

Tunis and
The oceans hungrier
Beneath these walls sleep tonight
this sky we'll glide so bright

And will come, years will pass
Stars burn cold the glass
And will glow in distant time
In storied haze, the zephyrs graze

In deserts where the dust storm
And black swamps where mandrake grows
We're marching to the drum
Waiting for those to come

And kings will come and years pass
Stars burn beneath the glass
And days blow in distant time
In storied haze, the zephyrs graze

An with the voice of a crone
In parking zone
Calls out my Lord, end is nigh
I mean to make you cry

In deserts where the dust storm
And lush black where mandrake grows
marching laughing to the drum
Waiting for kings to come

The sun in Nero eyes
The lions and the Christians
Software sings and hardware
We're destined babe to live these