Luyện nghe bài hát The Martyr

Momma I fear the is falling
Blacker than jet and as ice
And a gentle voice is calling
And I hear the of paradise

See the dying
Has the world insane
Now the angelsflying

And he's calling my

I know will be my finest hour
I stand face to face the enemy
Defying his awesome power
And hold my light for the world to see

And nothing matters
Just fast to the right
See the scatter
See his take flight

Momma shed a tear for me
Don't wring your and moan
Remember it's
before dawn
You know meet again
that shining throne
My were not empty
I was never

See the dying
Has the world gone
Now the angels are flying
And he's calling my