Luyện nghe bài hát The Stranger at My Door

I seen the fire watcher's daughter
Watching fires from smoke to black
There's nothing she won't
From Styrofoam to urns, to someone ashes in a sack

You can scorch the metal, you can even the glass
You can pass the here, fire lives into the past
An all-consuming flame, that refines and new
It'll your family heirlooms,
But it can your darkest sins

a good ol' bedtime story, give you nightmares 'til you die
And the ones that love to it, hide the mischief in their eyes
their sons to Hades
And Gehenna is full of guys, and well
But there ain't no for a fire-watcher's daughter

We the demons of the things we used to know
The gnashing of the become the remnants of our homes
We we're moving on, from materials we long
To forget we ever sold our to own

There's a absolution that we're given from our birth
A powerful delusion and a plague upon the
But scares me more
Than the at my door
Who I fail to shelter, time, and worth

Let the good ol' bedtime story, you nightmares 'til you die
And the ones that love to tell it, hide the mischief in their
their sons to Hades
And Gehenna is full of guys, alive and
But there ain't no hell for a fire-watcher's