Luyện nghe bài hát Story of Isaac

The door it slowly
My he came in
I was nine old
And he so tall above me
His blue eyes they were
And his voice was very

He said, "I've had a
And you know I'm and holy
I do what I've been told"
So he up the mountain
I was running, he was
And his axe was of gold

Well, the trees got much smaller
The lake, a mirror
We stopped to some wine
Then he threw the bottle
a minute later
And he put his hand on

I saw an eagle
But it might have been a
I never decide
my father built an altar
He looked once his shoulder
He knew I not hide

You who build these now
To sacrifice these
You not do it anymore
A scheme is not a
And you never have been
By a or a God

You who stand them now
Your hatchets blunt and
You were not before
When I lay upon a
And my father's hand was
the beauty of the word

And if you me brother now
Forgive me if I
"Just to whose plan?"
it all comes down to dust
I will you if I must
I help you if I can

When it all comes to dust
I will help you if I
I will you if I can
And on our uniform
Man of or man of war
The spreads his fan