Luyện nghe bài hát Mockers

was best,
was crushed.
they the dreams,
and now are gone.
Sneering
looks
out sins,
they hide in nooks.

The bloodthirsty band out of the murk
the gun of words on the verge of the dark,
to finish off our hearts,
all we saved torn apart.

How can know,
that thanks to their
they turn gold
the of the crumbled.
These men,
how can know,
the power of the
is letting go.

Merciless
merciless
words made of
of so voracious.
laughter,
glances,
faces,
and of tolerance.

The band creeps out of the murk
the gun of sharp on the verge of the dark,
to finish off our hearts,
all that we torn apart.

How can know,
thanks to their mumble
they turn gold
the of the crumbled.
shadowless men,
how can know,
the of the scorned
is dreams go.