Luyện nghe bài hát Pale Light Of Silver Moon

Dweller of the Lanes,
of the gutter and grime.
Striving the dark for gain,
Up to the you climb.
Through your stagnant life
The blade leads the way.
Rags and a cloak
Is but sole array.

the hawking beggars,
the thieves.

Pale Light of Silver
Cast your upon wicked plans.
To of virtuous' ruin
The and the sinner, they dance.

from penury's womb,
Sprung the bower of sin.
Where fate nothing but gloom
And future a taunting grin.
Find the demise
By the of the poverty.
Look for the vulture
On the of misery.