Luyện nghe bài hát The Hanged Man

Put your arms my neck
just like a lace of death
displays like a tarot
I am the of the hanged man

and here I
with a flame on my
do you

If is hope for me
she is with the breeze
on a choreography
with the dead arms of some old southern

silently, lips against me
silently, wanna walk me?

And it you wanna know
if in all the the truth is really told

And it makes you wanna
and a snake crawl every warm season
Into a form

When you can still me,
when you can still cure me. me.

Put your lace around my
just like a
through the blank of my eyes
you can foresee the within

And it makes you know
how deep have you flown

And it you wanna ride
through the fake of someone
already inside

Still you walk with me,

and it you wanna disclaim
something you had really never

and it makes you stay
forever tangled in the pale arms of some man

I stand. To understand.
Violently. I have you me.