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 with sleep
Where the Angel did weep
Not an old street in the east
to choose

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

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

Shining red rimmed and
Red with the time
Infused the choice of the mind
On ice skates chunks
From the

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

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

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

And if terror reduced you to shame
Have your head and weaved
a side
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
Choose to choose, to go