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 card of the man

and I stand
with a flame on my
do you

If there is for me
she is flirting the breeze
on a peculiar
with the dead arms of some old tree

silently, lips sealed me
silently, walk with me?

And it makes you know
if in all the stories the truth is really

And it makes you reborn
and like a crawl every warm season
Into a different

you can still kill me,
when you can still me. Cure me.

Put your around my face
like a fairytale
through the blank of my eyes
you can the rope within

And it makes you wanna
how deep have you truly

And it makes you wanna
through the fake suicide of
already inside

Still you walk me, silently

and it makes you disclaim
something you had never learnt

and it you wanna stay
tangled in the pale arms of some hanged man

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