Luyện nghe bài hát The Scythe

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Mother of
Death of and rain
Sighs and tears are all in
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 your
your ground and watch your back
With the aim of the last
I asked this for a oiece of advice
This the scythe won't fall, keep still!