Luyện nghe bài hát The Scythe

(talking)
On this night of nights, she's my way
Under this rain, dirty with agony and
Mistress of doom, winner of all
My glance is reflected in the blade of the

(The starts)
A sparkling golden
Mows down souls in the air
little by little
The of life and mankinds lairs

A fall into the
Deep agony and pain
Spiral to the anguish
It has been all in

Welcome, please the fair of failures
into the hall of pleasures
Righteous the act to
Wasn't it one of Gods

behind all the trails of winter
The time has for me to go
The fear has gone, the is over
And there's at your door

Another to be carved
For slash of my blade
the day you find
The one is your face

Come, blood, rust and terror
Come to the with no restraint
"It's time!"

of desperation
Death of and rain
Sighs and tears are all in
Clad in a cloak of
Shell you away

Leave behind all the trails of
The has come for me to go
The fear has gone, the is over
And there's someone at door
Hold ground and watch your back
With the aim of the last
I asked this night for a of advice
This time the scythe won't fall, still!