Luyện nghe bài hát Sore in a Masterpiece/Dead of Winter

[something buried in intro about 20 seconds in]:"can't he's gotten it all sorted?"
Never in
roar flare
Follow

Lock 'em in
I'm in a masterpiece
And I creep creep
Creep creep creep for a place

Ooh, you're frightened of
Insomnia stands by me glee
Oh, sore in a
And I creep creep
Creep creep for a solid place
Urchin

In the night
all (off?) feasts

Faschists for
That's reason I darkness

I'm in a masterpiece
Lot of love lost all costs

And I creep creep
creep creep for a solid place
Ooh, you're frightened of

Insomnia stands by me glee

(shot?/shock?)
I'm sore in a

And I creep creep
Creep creep creep for a solid
Ooh, frightened of reality

stands by me with glee
(I'm all better?)
Forget it it
Cry (for to sleep?us inbetween?your savage way?)
I'm sore in a
It's not my

(stuff in distorted)
"watch closely"
"closer (closer, closer,...)"
It's
It's eve
October bleak and
There's frost murder in my (???)
And still the pennies
The stained windows of night

It's always here for my dead of winter
I gaze the [nursery?/rosary?]
I speak where is the
[decost?] and pray to priests in the of winter
The heart is a?/smelt a?/smells of?] birds out of place

A paradise to call
Theatre, intrigue all fair in the of winter
A place to hold you in to live a shack
A memory that's what are for
Reflection, in my heart
The of (???) swallow them?
To melt them enters

head dont worry
Become submerged repression [surge?/serve?] the church dead of... winter, ...cold
Here sauce is cold cold again again I

(???)
They think the hot spot here and then?]
They dont know what its to live fuck
I'm not against (???) (???) hollow (???) dead don't (???)dead love(???)