Luyện nghe bài hát The Love Thieves

Oh, the that you weep
For the tortured souls
Who fall at your
With their begging bowls

All the clerks and the
The sharks and the
All good at their
But they'll always be

for the poor
For the wretched
And the love that swore
With their on the Bible

Beseeching the
To sit at table
And feast on holiness
As long as able

Love needs martyrs
Needs it's
live for your beauty
And pay for vices

will be the death of
My soul brothers
But spirit shall live on in
The of all lovers

holding court
With lips and your smile
Your body's a
minds are on trial

Sure as is Eve
Sure as Jonah turned
They're crooked love
And you are jailer

Love needs martyrs
it's sacrifices
They live for beauty
And pay for their

will be the death
Of my soul brothers
But spirit shall live on
In the of all others

will be the death
Of my soul brothers
But spirit shall live on
In the of all others