Luyện nghe bài hát The Picture

I'm a nightmare
on the to the old
of my calm, of my dreams
my new
the lights my way
and shows the dark windows

Stepping my room
I'm by light
and the picture on my
ways good night

I wake up the sun
but I'm not the one
the with the balcony
seems to like the dawn
I away from the mistery
but to visit the
and see my balcony
understand what

Running to the picture
night and day
madness and
in my brain
and the picture slowly shows
painted figures with selves
a girl in the dark every
waiting fro the torture: the knife

Bloody eyes try to the way
trembling try to find the key
blood, the torture...
blood, the curse...
in the dark - in the
the knife - in my heart...