Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

The choices of his fate
Set out upon a plate
For him to
What had he to
Not a ghost country
All with sleep
Where the angel did weep
Not an old street in the east
to choose
And wandering's
Walked on through the
With his in his face
On a long splintered cut the knife of g.t.
The rally man's patter ran on through the
we said so long
To his skull-shrill
brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined with the
with the choice of the mind
On ice skates chunks
the bells
Cut mouth bleeding
Forgetting the
Antiseptic remains goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy snow of the east
Gone to choose, choose
Sacrificials remains it hard to forget
Where you from
The of your eyes
Serve to fame, choose again
And refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a
Went the bowels and a of a rat
Come again, to go
And if terror reduced you to shame
Have head bobbed and weaved
Choose a to be on
If the stone off
didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse
scream, try between
If you choose, if you choose, try to
For the loss of remain and start
the game I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to
Choose to choose, to go