Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrote & The Writ

They're taking of the man from God
I his cassock's clean
The burden of our holy fellas
Your better gleam, better gleam

of all those wayward priests?
The ones who like to
Do you suppose swap their blood for wine
Like you yours for ink, for ink

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

The weight of all those words
I carried all
You put your pen to bed
When we found our own, our own

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

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

The last of which I'll you now
As it down the sink
I never knew a of you
You set in ink, in ink

The that you left behind
No longer shall I
Your between the pages
And I can't to see you bleed

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

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