Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

The myriad of his fate
Set themselves out upon a
For him to
had he to lose
Not a bloodied country
All with sleep
the black angel did weep
Not an old street in the east
Gone to
And wandering's
on through the night
With his in his face
On a long splintered cut the knife of g.t.
The man's patter ran on through the dawn
we said so long
To his yell
Shining red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the
Infused with the choice of the
On ice scraping chunks
From the
Cut bleeding razor's
the pain
Antiseptic remains goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the
Gone to choose, again
Sacrificials remains make it to forget
Where you from
The stools of your
Serve to realize fame, choose
And refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the of a horse
Went 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
If the stone off
didactics in two
Leave the of the mouse trails
scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to
For the loss of come and start
the game I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to
to choose, choose to go