Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrote & The Writ

They're taking pictures of the man God
I hope his clean
The burden of being our fellas
halo'd better gleam, better gleam

What of all those priests?
The ones who to drink
Do you they'd swap their blood for wine
you swapped yours for ink, for ink

You wrote me, oh so many
And all of them true
Promises good on paper
Especially you, from you

The weight of all those words
I all alone
You wouldn't put pen to bed
When we hadn't our own, our own

sentences rose high at night
And circled round my
The circle's since broken
Like the priest before me is bread

I'm being asked to the blood of Christ
And soon I'll eat his
I'm alone before the altar
Shedding all my old

The last of which tell you now
As it flies down the
I never a part of you
You set in ink, in ink

The letters you left behind
No shall I read
blood's between the pages
And I can't stand to see you

And I'll forget what was never there
words are ash and dust
All that's is the song I've sung
The breath I've taken and the one I

If you're born with a for the wrote and the writ
of letters your warning stands clear
Pay heed to your and not to your wit
say in a letter what you can't in my ear