Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

Myriad choice of his
Set out upon a plate
For him to
had he to lose?

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

And brother
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 the dawn
Until we said so
To his
yell

Shining red rimmed and
Red lined with the
with the choice of the mind
On ice skates scraping
From the

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

remain make it hard to forget
Where you come
The stools of eyes
Serve to realize
Choose

And refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the of a horse
When the bowels and a of a rat
again, choose to go

And if Epiphany's terror you to shame
your head 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 come and start
Start the

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