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 melt the glass
You can pass the time here, fire lives the past
An flame, that refines and new begins
It'll take family heirlooms,
But it can take your sins

a good ol' bedtime story, give you nightmares 'til you die
And the that love to tell it, hide the mischief in their eyes
Condemn their sons to
And Gehenna is of guys, alive and well
But there ain't no hell for a daughter

We exercise the of the things we used to know
The gnashing of the teeth become the of our homes
We think we're on, from materials we long
To forget we ever our souls to own

There's a chilling that we're given from our birth
A powerful delusion and a plague the earth
But nothing me more
Than the stranger at my
Who I fail to shelter, time, and worth

Let the good ol' bedtime story, give you nightmares you die
And the ones that love to tell it, hide the in their eyes
Condemn their sons to
And is full of guys, alive and well
But ain't no hell for a fire-watcher's daughter