Luyện nghe bài hát My Death

My waits like an old roue'
So confident, go his way
to him and the passing time

My death waits a Bible truth
At the funeral of my
Are we for that and the passing time?

My death waits like a witch at
As surely as our is right
not think about the passing time

But whatever behind the door
is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't
For in front of that there is you

My death waits like a beggar
Who the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime for the time

My death waits between your thighs
Your cool will close my eyes
Let's think of and the passing time

My death waits to my friends
A few good times it ends
So let's think of and the passing time

For whatever lies behind the
There is much to do
Angel or devil, I don't
For in of that door there is you

My death waits there the leaves
In magician's mysterious
Rabbits and dogs and the time

My death there among the flowers
Where the blackest shadows, shadows cowers
Let's pick lilacs for the time

My death waits there in a bed
Sails of oblivion and my
So pull up your sheets the passing time

But whatever lies the door
There is much to do
Angel or devil, I don't
For in front of that door is, Thank You