Luyện nghe bài hát Last City of Refuge

With history, bluest grace
Falls apart, down
to me of beautiful hate
Of chains swept with the tide
ripening on
The coral of a conquering king

swept away
Oh, but not

Beneath the of trembling stars
The road winds
The side
My soul is by these city lights
My face is by the blanket of night

They're away
Oh, but not

Was I too to sat, or to wish for
Words that I knew were
Because I don't want to
I didn't want to see I saw
When I in the distance

They're swept
Oh, but not