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

Was it in the cold of that you screwed
In the of the enduring?
'Cause you opened that door
You knew, well now there'd be no

Or room to mourn what we lost
And to wait the willing
As you, the hound of blood and
And boy, got another thing coming

Come on, come on, on
got a deal to make
I you wanted to
on and set me free, yeah

I'll dig until we've your grave
Oh, been 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
the wrong I need
Boy, we all found an
While you found the of me
You got thing

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

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

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

dig until we've made your grave
Oh, you've a bad, bad boy
I could 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 another

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

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
you found the worst of me
You got thing

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

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