Luyện nghe bài hát Rake at the Gates of Hell

I'll be them asleep or dreaming
I'll be when they wake up screaming
At the hour of I will nurse them
To a moment more to curse them

the maggots crawl out of them
Hear the angels call above
Watch as the cold air sucks them
to hell, good night, good luck

Then if any should above me
Beg and until they trust me
Drag them to be damned with me
Laugh at as they forgive me

Mothers eyes are sparking
Still the moon no likeness
wither, may God deliver the rake
At the gates of hell

I wish that they could walk
On the alone unfettered
Until they pray for
they beg for sweat damnation

Then I'll and bring them water
Bring hope, bring them laughter
Raise hopes, both sad and sunken
Slash them up as they lie drunken

Push them down into the mud
they choke up on their own blood
Drag out before their last breath
To take away the of death

Mothers eyes are diamonds
Still the moon no likeness
Roses wither, may God the rake
At the of hell tonight