Luyện nghe bài hát The Crown I Carry

The grip no holds
When abandons
The no longer clutch
And the rope screams you

A path of
But where to
A of illusions
Of was

heavy as a mountain
The battle draws
shoulders carry many
Still seems remarkably void

You wonder in lack of faith
What you consider luck, may be will
A of the light will never die
Before God his approval

A of daggers...

The crown I as an aura above me
Is the of who my saviour truly is

My cries overheard
My is seen
My tears away
My became my strength

heavy as a mountain
The battle hear
shoulders carry many
Still seems remarkably void

You fate in lack of faith what you consider luck, may be Gods wil
A wanderer of the light never die
Before God his approval

A of daggers...

When love is lost, hate will remain