Luyện nghe bài hát The Black Angel's Death Song

The myriad choices of his
Set out upon a plate
For him to
What had he to
Not a ghost bloodied
All covered with
Where the black angel did
Not an old street in the east
Gone to
And wandering's
on through the night
With his in his face
On a long cut from the knife of g.t.
The rally patter ran on through the dawn
Until we so long
To his skull-shrill
Shining red-rimmed and
Red-lined the time
Infused with the choice of the
On ice skates chunks
the bells
Cut bleeding razor's
Forgetting the
Antiseptic remains cool
So you fly
To the brown snow of the east
Gone to choose, again
Sacrificials make it hard to forget
Where you from
The stools of eyes
to realize fame, choose again
And refrain of the sacrilege recluse
For the loss of a
the bowels and a tail of a rat
Come again, to go
And if epiphany's reduced you to shame
Have your 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 of remain come and start
Start the I che che che che i
Che che ka tak koh
Choose to
Choose to choose, to go