Luyện nghe bài hát The Girl Who Was... Death

Don't him
When he his back
He at you
trust him
When his are closed:
He still at you

I fled, I
Devouring the
But the bulk
Was chasing me
my footsteps
Unsated with me

Nailing my thoughts
Along the
Of
In a place
A procession of fleshly
Slides
Into the waters
Of the
Seeking to
The
Of the impossible

"Who are you for?
are you looking at?"
A "a star"
A "an insect"
A "a flying fish"

"I'm at somebody
Who to my world"
"This is your
I am only world"

I remember
the fog
-
The and inexplicable

That together
The human lobes -
me
In the web
Of the one who
The of the mad
and churning
The confetti of their

"Without
no war
And war
There's no
My dear!"

I not be pushed
Filed,

Briefed,
Or numbered!

- -

Welcome, my freind!
Here generations
Of
raised
Their and wings
Each
To unbounded
the innocent joy
Of

Their metamorphosis
And in the
They're and dropping
Like lifeless
by the plaintive
Whistling of the
You must learn, we are all
On hopeless chessboard;
move!

"Maybe you don't know my
But well you know my
- My is death"
in white, smiling
The girl who was
And me so much
Desiring to me back to her
The way out
To no

"Why are trying
To me?"
"Because they don't
You are
Dead!"

to face
up
In the of time
The man and I
by fate
In the degree
The
return match
Where the to one is:

And to the other is:
Not dying!

The mask! The mask!
I must off
His mask!
Now! Now!

But just as
Seems
To me
the unknown
Persecutor
- after frame -
In a slow
Electric
is my contorted face
To reveal,
The final

When victim and
Exchange
The triumphant
Of a dreams

In the
Of a new
- Once -
of
Smiles, masks, confetti
Be you!
Wandering through the of life
Desperately I plunge into the
Wandering through the of life
Slowly I fall the whirl of
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