Luyện nghe bài hát Moth Of Many Flames

(Alan Morse & Boegehold)

a giant leap
Off the only ledge you
Kiss the ground your head
Surf the blue sky below
Taste the air burning sweet
all the words you can't take back
Eighteen at your feet
So ride the one that leads the

a grifter off his game
In a town with many
You're a MOTH OF FLAMES
a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You're a MOTH OF FLAMES

Play it and sterile
on the well-worn path
Praying that ferile friends
Never the strength to laugh
They you through the shadows
you live beyond your means
Not a whim is
When you into your dreams
Or so it

Yes it seems a shame
That your're gonna have to the blame
You're a OF MANY FLAMES
a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES
You're a MOTH OF MANY

So you sift all your thoughts
Like dust through a cloth
But there's no way out my
Cause the law of one that you can't bend

You're a MOTH OF FLAMES
You're a MOTH OF MANY
a MOTH OF MANY FLAMES