Luyện nghe bài hát Termites

Gin, always the gin, take one on the chin
The dogs and scorpions
away and wear my skin

Smokeless flame, the name
Less the angels but more of the same
No paradise, the grateful will lay their
Whether the intentions are violent or just

With the he disappeared
Confirming that I feared
The passed is shown by the length of his beard

Solomon stands, on his feet
Waiting for termites to resolve his
In the mountains, in the seas, in the air waits the

We are not Gods, death to us all
But tonight I'm invincible, tomorrow I'll
In the mountains, in the seas, in the air waits the

The gin in this bottle just let him drown
Next lesson you swallow, might be hard to down
Taste the penalty of the fire
Taste the penalty, with the devil's choir

Gin, always the gin, never thick and thin
Thicker than blood, less kin
The rattle trap night ends where it