Luyện nghe bài hát Kneel Till Doomday

I the meaning of her words, as theft
She danced for Chopin, but his request was she left
The sea gave up his for the moon
So she looked, as my arm lifts at noon

The fate of you and the hung on his lonely choice
I cannot, but I would love to bury the dead
and punishment are the walls of a city bare

And it is within you comfort I show the
A panic of rich desire up from your burning face
The face that shows your eyes was my sole victim

for you, Christ, that my bodies' here
You're bold with your anger and love is shrewd

He is quick so
The cold pool just for you
Pierced to the soul by heavens blade of dire
Where she speaks her lord
Her sits all alone
Deeds are fruit, are leaves
shadows cast by old sins

She of Christ to the deaf and the poor
The woman of is here now
Her heart creeps shadows of sick children
The dying, graceful snow her simple back