Luyện nghe bài hát To Silence

Holy swings
The second
Hand to the
fresh cut symphony

Darkness to
In cold
be so bold
And die in atop the hungry teeth

He's falling
Now the ground
The new
confuse the eyes of air

The sun's
Clouds gather
To cry drip
no drop to spare

In obnoxiousness
losing consciousness
Like it, I'd rather

The warm
The air's so
The tree won't
And there's nothing, nothing left to

To the

You
life
Too
So

You
life
You crash!