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 ghost country
All covered with
Where the black did weep
Not an old street in the east
to choose
And brother
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
Until we so long
To his yell
Shining brightly and
Red-lined the time
with the choice of the mind
On ice scraping chunks
From the
Cut mouth razor's
the pain
Antiseptic cool goodbye
So you fly
To the cozy brown of the east
Gone to choose, again
Sacrificials make it hard to forget
Where you come
The stools of eyes
Serve to realize fame, choose
And roverman's of the sacrilege recluse
For the of a horse
Went the bowels and a of a rat
Come again, to go
And if epiphany's terror you to shame
Have your head bobbed and
a side to be on
If the stone off
didactics in two
Leave the colors of the mouse
Don't scream, try
If you choose, if you choose, try to
For the of remain come and start
the game I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to
to choose, choose to go