Luyện nghe bài hát This Old Cabin

...Blood on my hands...

I walked in the
'neth an midnight sky
I walked in the
to abscond a not my own
I walked in the
this life I

Destroy this life, this I hate
return me to the
thy will
has finally
As spring rain itself
on the of youth
snowing still in my heart

Will I ride the winds
or apon the crimson horizon
will I paradise in hell?
If I go deep into the
If I go to cabin

As scarlet flowers lust for the dew of
and infants nurse on the nectar of
As prophets of wield their swords of wisdom
and forth towards a brighter dawn

Take me from here
...Falling...
...Soaring...

If I go into the woods
If I go to cabin
If I go deep into the
If I go you follow?

...Falling...
...Soaring...
Take me from here

(This blood) on my
to celebrate my
My soul bleed
for
...in silence...

[All poetry by J.