Luyện nghe bài hát The Hound (of Blood And Rank)

Was it in the cold of knife you screwed
In the heart of the
'Cause you opened that door
You knew, now there'd be no returning

Or to mourn what we have lost
And to wait while the
As you, the of blood and rank
And boy, you've got another thing

Come on, come on, on
You've got a to make
I thought you to
on and set me free, yeah

I'll dig until made your grave
Oh, been a bad, bad boy
I could I call it out
And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no

Why the I'm no brother
Youre the wrong I
Boy, we all an audience
While you found the of me
You got another

'em up against the wall
Now all of no use to you
God, it's for the curing
you're in for that big refuse
Surprise boy, this come to turning

No room to mourn you have lost
Ah, no you are the willing
Only you, hound of and rank
Who every ounce of what's coming

Come on, on, come on
You've give it to me
I you wanted to
on and set me free, yeah

I'll dig until made your grave
Oh, been a bad, bad boy
I could until I it out
And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no

Why the I'm no brother
the wrong I need
Boy, we all an audience
you found the worst of me
You got thing

on, come on, come on
You give it to me
I you wanted to
Come on and set me free,

I'll dig until we've made grave
Oh, you've a bad, bad boy
I until I call it out
And it in a sad, sad song, n-n-no, no, no

Why the bother? I'm no
Youre the wrong I
Boy, we all found an
While you the worst of me
You got thing

In the eye you've lied in
And in the dust we you guiding
If words could keep you hiding
And boy, cowards up you, cowards give up you

It's all on you, boy, all on you, boy
all on you, boy, it's all on you, boy
It's all on you, boy, all on you, boy
all on you, boy