Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

Myriad of his fate
Set out upon a plate
For him to
What had he to

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

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

The rally man's patter ran on the dawn
we said so long
To his
Shrill

Shining red rimmed and
Red lined the time
Infused the choice of the mind
On ice skates chunks
the bells

Cut mouth razors
the pain
Antiseptic cool, good buy
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the
choose, choose again

Sacrificials remain make it hard to
you come from
The stools of eyes
to realize fame
Choose

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

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

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

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