Luyện nghe bài hát The Proposition

I sleep alone and lie awake at
Ponder my wrongs, what was right
Was the word, the one I lived by
Was handed a sum face, by my hand he would die

Need not act, never for forgivness
Ask only one, where to look in his
Was given to dish out somewhere
And hide the fact he would die my guise

When I was
Return for one
To my
Kill his brother a sense of remorse

So don't
is your calling
Even Christ could not keep you

Then I return, back to my
For them I do
they look at me as a noble
Was not an act, to me it was
I never asked if it was even the
The life, I kept all in me
Through the door, I put it behind

Poor little
I beg they see
A man's final
Or hear the cries as he for mercy

I propose
is my calling
Even Christ could not me alive