Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Rites

Shot down in blood
blood in the rain
Bullets of anger, of pain
Killed without
without cause
Now is the season, the season of

Welcome the
Welcome the
for your soul
Pray the Last

for ransom of vengance and hate
Dreams to fulfill, but now too late
Sirens and
and fear
The past is forgotten, the is clear...

There's a place, not far from here, where the sing out in fear
my hand, I'll lead the way
Hell has time for who stray
Now time for you to know
you've got nothing, not a reason left to show
Choose your path o'er hill, you know the one
Live in all your life
see the Son

Pray for your Last