Luyện nghe bài hát The Shroud

In his
You see these golden letters
Make that no one enters
My high house

During the
Every slowly walked in
Decorated are talking
Of and fame

And now he can
When your is made out of gold
It's to weigh like hell

Ever if all was worthwhile?
through the haze?
You found
in the shroud
Hear the and brimstone raining
The rats in the
never found
Pockets in the

is left
Not so much of children's
But a basement full of
Deep

Once ago
All the roads were still there
When your hair has long since silver
There is no

Who would have
A fool had a house out of
The years he left

Sky is coming
and the bitter rain
Echoing sound of of boots
They are walking up a
On the borderlines of
On a day
It is that it should rain