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 better gleam, better

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

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

The of all those willing words
I carried all
You wouldn't put pen to bed
When we found our own, our own

Your sentences rose at night
And circled my head
The circle's been broken
Like the priest before me is bread

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

The last of I'll tell you now
As it flies the sink
I knew a part of you
You set in ink, in ink

The letters that you behind
No longer I read
Your blood's between the
And I can't to see you bleed

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

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