Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil's Own

The night is and cold, the strong winds and the rain
Crack the branches upon my
The beats his drum casting out his spell
Dragging all his own into hell

The ticking of the clock inexorably on
The howling of the stray of heaven
The of the cove where the traders stored their gold
Echo voices dead to the world

Underneath the vine shaded by the
I still hold you close to me beneath the stars
Beneath the and the sheets
I still hold you to me

The of the clock, surely sunrise won't be long
When darkness hides inside it's own
The devil his drum, casting out his name
Dragging all his own into shame