Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Rites

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

Welcome the
the night
Pray for soul
the Last Rites

Murdered for ransom of vengance and
to fulfill, but now it's too late
Sirens and
and fear
The past is forgotten, the is clear...

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

Pray for Last Rites