Luyện nghe bài hát The Scythe

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

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

A fall the abyss
Deep agony and pain
Spiral down to the
It has all in vain

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

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

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

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

of desperation
Death of thunder and
Sighs and are all in vain
Clad in a of despair
Shell you away

behind all the trails of winter
The has come for me to go
The has gone, the storm is over
And someone at your 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!