Luyện nghe bài hát The Host The Ghost The Most Holy - O

Why, not a rustler'd have anything to do
With this branded bum world
This flag headlong disaster course vessel
Misguided charted nautical numbskull hull
Sink in silence smoke - blow your chest out in
Sits spread-eagle on men
Piled high on truth mountain - last speak in chain
You'll not be thrown but dive and
Your pockets filled earthly burdens
When they could be filled with light and back with
The sky is dark in
And still the beauty lyrics clean
Sing ye and end this miserable thing
And the dark sky in light
And let the moon bell and ring
the mast of mercy
For she is a beautiful
I watched her cut with
The sea of satan's red rolling
That stung my eyes with vile vile
And clung to the vine that choked mary's son
God in vain to
I can't darken your dark cross no more
The light lovely one the nothing door
And oh that pours water