Luyện nghe bài hát The Artist

The artist's falls
The paint is with blood
shot him down
Left him a soul

His body's to rest
And underground he'll
With to resurrect
And live another day

Now they decide who and dies
Now

His peers won't come
They're too to face
Another down
His life's work, a

And now these are bare
No one pretends to
A memory
His masterpiece in

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

We stand tall and
We fight and prevail, we will prevail
We don't stop where be giving up
We won't ever

A martyr takes his
To him live again
With savage of hand
force his legs to stand

A sick and gutless
A serenading
peace, a waste of time
A pathetic for hope

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

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

But world is turned upside down
a panic you can't release
Once you have it, you can't
Ever it

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

You take it away, you
You take it away, you