Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

The myriad choices of his
Set themselves out upon a
For him to
had he to lose
Not a ghost bloodied
All covered sleep
Where the black angel did
Not an old street in the east
to choose
And wandering's
Walked on through the
With his in his face
On a long cut from the knife of g.t.
The rally patter ran on through the dawn
we said so long
To his yell
Shining brightly and
Red-lined with the
Infused with the of the mind
On ice scraping chunks
From the
Cut bleeding razor's
Forgetting the
Antiseptic remains cool
So you fly
To the cozy snow of the east
to choose, choose again
Sacrificials remains make it hard to
Where you come
The stools of eyes
to realize fame, choose again
And roverman's of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a
Went the bowels and a of a rat
again, choose to go
And if epiphany's terror you to shame
Have head bobbed and weaved
a side to be on
If the glances off
Split in two
Leave the of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try
If you choose, if you choose, try to
For the loss of remain come and
Start the I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to
Choose to choose, to go