Luyện nghe bài hát The Super-Natural

These fits of depression are me
The lives that seen won't breathe again
A sad of madness, they'll never be free
again to die, the agonies begin
And soldiers keep coming, like warriors die
But gangland's when mothers cry
hate's blind addictions, a killing machine
And it burns on the fuel of shattered
Lost child, child
The of all evil are sown in their minds
And harvest the sad of woe
'Cause dead boys are martyrs live on forever
But now it's too late for souls
And standing on too fragile edge
And worship the, 'Lord of the
And wade through the slaughter you've of thy brother
And drown in his blood when he dies
You see in their
They're the child
See in their
You see in their
They're the child
See in their
Don't turn out the lights 'cause there's in the night
And prey on the fears in us all
They hide inside and wait and shun the light of day
The screams in their dreams us all
of the night
Such a sad tune rhyme
The bloody boys sing a wicked song
And for all of them they're memories in the wind
and see
It's the dawn of
Keeper of the of fire
And the has said
You don't have to be
Till I, I come to get ya
And child in
On the edge you ride
And a spell of Heresy
And die in
Like a dog in chains
And no one can save or set you
You see in their
They're the lost
See in eyes
You see in their
They're the lost
See in eyes