Luyện nghe bài hát The Artist

The palette falls
The is spilled with blood
Someone shot him
Left him a soul

His body's to rest
And underground stay
With hopes to
And live another day

Now they who lives and dies
Now

His peers won't around
They're too to face
Another soldier
His work, a waste

And now these walls are
No one to care
A memory
His in disrepair

Now they who lives and dies
Now they hold you back
They will you back
will hold you

We tall and illumine
We fight through and prevail, we will
We stop where you'd be giving up
We won't ever

A martyr his hand
To him live again
With sleight of hand
He'll his legs to stand

A and gutless joke
A hoax
Interrupted peace, a of time
A pathetic for hope

The nights have no compassion
And the dreams that come aren't
A charade of unconscious
And so left to be proved

But the sun will rise and again
And the nights will start to
The will fade into darkness
You let it go

But your world is turned down
It's a you can't release
Once you have it, you can't
ignore it

That's when you your best
are behind you
And all you live for
Is

You can't it away, you
You take it away, you