Luyện nghe bài hát The Scythe

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

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

A into the abyss
into agony and pain
Spiral down to the
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 Gods

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

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

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

Mother of
Death of and rain
and tears are all in vain
Clad in a cloak of
take you away

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