Luyện nghe bài hát This Old Cabin

...Blood on my hands...

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

Destroy this life, this I hate
return me to the
thy will
has finally
As spring rain paints
on the canvas of
it's snowing in my heart

Will I the summer winds
or dance apon the crimson
will I find in hell?
If I go deep the woods
If I go to this

As scarlet flowers for the dew of morning
and nurse on the nectar of motherhood
As prophets of ruin wield their swords of
and battle forth towards a brighter

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

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

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

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

poetry by J. Haughm]