Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

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

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

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

The rally man's ran on through the dawn
Until we so long
To his
Shrill

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

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

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

And Rovermans' refrain of the sacrilege
For the loss of a
the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, 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 mouse
scream, try between
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