Luyện nghe bài hát My Death

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

My waits like a Bible truth
At the funeral of my
Are we proud for that and the passing

My waits like a witch at night
As surely as our love is
Let's not think about the passing

But whatever lies the door
There is much to do
Angel or devil, I care
For in front of door there is you

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

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

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

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

My death waits there among the
In magician's sleeves
Rabbits and dogs and the passing

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

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

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