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

Why, not even a have anything to do
With this branded bum steer
This flag headlong disaster course vessel
Misguided charted this nautical hull
in silence smoke - blow your chest out in hope
Sits on poor men
Piled high on mountain - last speak in clarity's chain
You'll not be thrown but and sink
Your pockets filled with earthly
When they could be with light and back with wings
The sky is dark in
And still the beauty lyrics clean
Sing ye brothers and end this thing
And the dark sky in light
And let the moon bell crack and
Upon the mast of
For she is a thing
I watched her cut with
The sea of satan's red water
That stung my eyes with vile brine
And to the vine that choked mary's only son
God in vain to
I can't darken dark cross door no more
The light lovely one with the nothing
And oh that pours water