Luyện nghe bài hát The Scythe

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

(The starts)
A sparkling sickle
down souls whistling in the air
Reddens little by
The seas of and mankinds lairs

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

Welcome, please join the of failures
Enter the hall of pleasures
the act to kill
Wasn't it one of Gods

Leave behind all the of winter
The time has for me to go
The fear has gone, the storm is
And there's someone at door

name to be carved
For slash of my blade
Until the day you
The one reflected is your

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

Mother of
of thunder and rain
Sighs and tears are all in
Clad in a cloak of
Shell take you

behind all the trails of winter
The time has for me to go
The has gone, the storm is over
And there's at your door
Hold your ground and watch your
the aim of remaining the last
I asked this for a oiece of advice
time the scythe won't fall, keep still!