Luyện nghe bài hát The Maker

Oh, oh deep
Black and cold like the
I with arms wide open
I've run a twisted
I'm a stranger in the eyes of the

I not see for the fog in my eyes
I could not feel for the fear in my

From across the great divide, in the distance I saw a
John baptist walking to me with the
So my body is bent and broken by and dangerous sleep
I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my away
I'm not a in the hands of the maker

John, have you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with wings?
I have seen the swords
There east of Eden
in the eyes of the maker

Burning in the eyes of the
in the eyes of the maker
Oh, river rise from sleep