Luyện nghe bài hát The Vice

Number nine out of eleven little
apples, all the way...
Littermates, all different fates...
Taught them almost all I

and now, the best, the
Number Nine of eleven littermates,
almighty,
is my throne.

In the bright daylight, little Number
Dressed to kill, like me
Takes a look at the free behind the gate
Of a and escapes.

I leave the baits, the awaits
well hidden for the littermate.
all but one, one by one.

Eleven little
Annihilate.
Only Nine's not in sight...
Hiding, for the moonlight the day
Kisses the paperthin wings away

1:47.
Hate me, hate me, if want you to break me
Love is for - the
And the restless, in the end.
A broken and a twisted dream

for an tomb, destiny's overruled
Trailed it to the Pagan Cathedral."

Don't me, don't you dare!
I lie, I cheat and I care
Don't you go me tales about fidelity.
truth ain't with me

In (sane), in (pain)
Ran into a
Eye (love), Eye (hate)
don't anyone
(on), Lights (out)
read it and clear...
and hear the roar.

my eyes, they failed me,
untied.
I turned my weakness a
profession
more I hear, I see
I can
the path I
I did was a must,
Faced the music, away the light, alone...
a view.

Someone thought to know me
me in a wishing well...
mistakes, we all do,
Worst of was trusting in a stranger.

For now I'm feeling
Drank poison, liked the
Now touch the fear
Impaired, to sincere.

One behind you, turn around and I am gone with what I need.
The essense of timely death, cold and dark, Less Hard.