Luyện nghe bài hát This Old Cabin

...Blood on my hands...

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

Destroy this life, this life I
me to the womb
thy crystalline
has shattered
As rain paints itself
on the canvas of
it's snowing still in my

I ride the summer winds
or apon the crimson horizon
will I find in hell?
If I go into the woods
If I go to this

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

Take me away from
...Falling...
...Soaring...

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

...Falling...
...Soaring...
Take me away from

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

[All by J. Haughm]