Luyện nghe bài hát Mask Of The Red Death

Sickness born with
She is a careful and patient
faithful enemy
Unceasingly transformed,
Behind a different
I know it's the same face,
Always the same eyes greedy for
Always the same compassionate
to our Moans,
To Our
Passive and
an infidel wife
This cold and wet
Will give us the last kiss
is red,
For those who experience her
Bound to death like a daughter to her
She gives her graves overflowing
Of sketched life, of projects and
What's good to see her so
Abandoned, in the arms of plague
Humanity disappears
Someone prays, others cry
What's the to see her so active