Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

Myriad of his fate
Set themselves out upon a
For him to
had he to lose?

Not a bloodied country
All covered sleep
Where the Black did weep
Not an old city in the east
Gone to

And brother
Walked on the night
his hair in his face
On a long splintered cut from the
Of GT

The man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we said so
To his
yell

Shining brightly red and
Red with the time
Infused with the of the mind
On ice skates scraping
the bells

Cut mouth bleeding
Forgetting the
remains cool, good buy
So you fly
To the cozy brown of the east
Gonna choose, choose

Sacrificials remain make it hard to
Where you from
The stools of your
Serve to realize
Choose

And Rovermans' of the sacrilege recluse
For the of a horse
When the bowels and a of a rat
Come again, to go

And if terror reduced you to shame
Have head bobbed and weaved
Choose a
To be on

And if the glances off
didactics in two
Leave the color of the trails
scream, try between
If you
If you choose, try to
For the loss of remain and start
Start the

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