Luyện nghe bài hát The Picture

I'm hunting a
on the to the old
castle of my calm, of my
my new
the lights my way
and shows the dark nearly

into my room
I'm welcomed by
and the picture on my
silently ways good

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

Running back to the
looking and day
madness and
fighting in my
and the picture slowly shows
painted figures with painted
a in the dark every night
fro the torture: the killer's knife

Bloody try to find the way
trembling try to find the key
blood, the torture...
blood, the curse...
in the - in the night
with the - in my heart...