Luyện nghe bài hát The Scythe

(talking)
On this night of nights, coming my way
Under this rain, with agony and pain
Mistress of doom, winner of all
My glance is in the blade of the scythe

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

A fall the abyss
Deep agony and pain
down to the anguish
It has been all in

Welcome, please join the fair of
Enter into the of pleasures
the act to kill
Wasn't it one of wills?

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

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

Come, taste blood, rust and
Come to the show no restraint
"It's time!"

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

Leave all the trails of winter
The time has for me to go
The has gone, the storm is over
And there's someone at door
your ground and watch your back
With the aim of the last
I asked this for a oiece of advice
This time the scythe fall, keep still!