Luyện nghe bài hát The Stance Of Evander Sinoue

He was a poor man, though he was
Would they listen to this man
Would help him to his end
He was a tall man, pale skin and back
And no-one knew him, though he was
feared him, locked him away
And in would he pray

He lived alone, though many spoke
He found peace, in his own world
So beat him, to his end
He forgotten
Dead skin and neck
And knew him
Though he was

Who was he, crazy man
a loser, to the end