Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

Myriad choice of his
Set themselves out upon a
For him to
What had he to

Not a ghost bloodied
All covered with
Where the Angel did weep
Not an old city street in the
Gone to

And wandering's
Walked on through the
With his in his face
On a long cut from the knife
Of GT

The rally man's patter ran on through the
Until we said so
To his
Shrill

brightly red rimmed and
Red lined the time
Infused with the of the mind
On ice skates scraping
From the

Cut bleeding razors
the pain
Antiseptic cool, good buy
So you fly
To the cozy brown of the east
Gonna choose, choose

remain make it hard to forget
Where you from
The stools of your
Serve to fame
again

And Rovermans' refrain of the recluse
For the loss of a
When the and a tail of a rat
again, choose to go

And if Epiphany's terror reduced you to
Have your bobbed and weaved
Choose a
To be on

And if the glances off
Split in two
Leave the color of the trails
Don't scream, try
If you
If you choose, try to
For the loss of remain and start
the game

I che che, che che I
Che che che, ka tah koh
Choose to
to choose, choose to go