Luyện nghe bài hát Martyr

They've built this place in
It's where I'm banished, again
And I'm lying to pass my
Pass my breathe to who would have died
Or I go on

And wear the marks of a years
And scorn the angels that I've
Desperately, so
Crawling to the womb
Crawling to the womb
I, I
Or I go on

A knife in the hands of a beautiful
Will cast a spell a thousand years

I you would hold onto me
I you'd remember me when I'm gone
I'm
I'm for all of you
I'm for all of you