Luyện nghe bài hát Of the Wound

The cross from his chest
Raises a welt, leaden in limb

Sleep can for seizures

The legless man had him to a window
Window like eyes probed the mud
The that were left
Ran across his stuffed with cotton
And his mouth could the distant splashes

A fever and his is worse
In the film days

He must remain an

They three flights of stairs to the night
Like a pieces of glass
There were numerous hands throwing shadows,
A of shadows
Holding the three cornered hat of a

We move on to venoms

Christ would on you
And who you remind me of
Beneath a green
The appears to be dying