Luyện nghe bài hát Mockers

was best,
was crushed.
killed the dreams,
and now are gone.
smiles
mocking
out sins,
they in their nooks.

The bloodthirsty 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.
These men,
how can know,
the power of the
is letting go.

speech
merciless
words of lead
of so voracious.
laughter,
glances,
faces,
and of tolerance.

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

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