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, of all fights
My glance is reflected in the of the scythe

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mother of
of thunder and rain
Sighs and are all in vain
in a cloak of despair
Shell take you

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 your
your ground and watch your back
With the aim of remaining the
I asked this night for a oiece of
time the scythe won't fall, keep still!