Luyện nghe bài hát The Scythe

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

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

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

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

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

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

of desperation
Death of and rain
Sighs and are all in vain
Clad in a of despair
Shell take you

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