Luyện nghe bài hát The Hand That Held Me Down

Oh, the in your apple
The affection of your
The prison of your
The oil of your love

The heights to you drag me
Just to hurl your
The trumpets play the day
But they so forlorn

Did you hold the that held me down?
Did you at my expense?
When there's upon your ragged crown
Who will stand at defense?

And when I unveiled my
On your of tears
You stood so vacantly
Your fingers in ears

And you by the morning
With all that's to steal
But every time you say
There's breadcrumbs at your

Did you kiss the that held me down?
Was your kindness pretense?
When there's no one left for you to
Who will stand at defense?

But it's ashes, Lord, it's
Soon we all fall
You take place among the saints
Make not a single

And the that held our childhood
The grow there still
You lay beneath them, pushing
And I guess you will

Could you be the that held me down?
When I was sick with sense
And now your statuettes are all torn
There's no one left to lean

And ever since your
Was spattered on my
No one comes to
can't stand the stench

But I sing your praises
time the curtain calls
The burden on me
Yeah, I alone stand at defense