Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

The myriad of his fate
Set themselves out a plate
For him to
had he to lose
Not a bloodied country
All covered sleep
Where the angel did weep
Not an old street in the east
to choose
And wandering's
on through the night
With his hair in his
On a long cut from the knife of g.t.
The man's patter ran on through the dawn
Until we so long
To his skull-shrill
brightly red-rimmed and
Red-lined the time
Infused the choice of the mind
On ice skates chunks
From the
Cut mouth bleeding
Forgetting the
Antiseptic remains goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown snow of the
Gone to choose, again
remains make it hard to forget
Where you come
The of your eyes
to realize fame, choose again
And refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the of a horse
the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, to go
And if epiphany's reduced you to shame
Have your head bobbed and
a side to be on
If the stone off
Split in two
the colors of the mouse trails
Don't scream, try
If you choose, if you choose, try to
For the loss of come and start
Start the I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to
to choose, choose to go