Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrote & The Writ

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

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

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

The weight of all willing 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 before me is breaking

I'm being asked to drink the blood of
And soon I'll eat his
I'm alone again before the
all my old regrets

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

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

And I'll soon forget what was there
Your are ash and dust
All that's left is the song I've
The breath I've taken and the one I

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