Luyện nghe bài hát Two and Twenty Misfortunes

Brilliance, a of gold
And a voice that
"I am miserable"

He is the miserable of men
Every word he speaks, reeks of
He has failed where
Have threefold
This failure

is a man
That is the source of his own
To a lifelong nightmare
Of taunting dreams is

is this man
A dark
A prophecy

Suffering no end
Nor his appetite for it
Opt for the darkest corner and

closed your eyes
Keep turned your
is dead

Tomorrow is
Today is the
Yesterday he secured a

Time has been
Why time be any different than life
When tomorrow is

His

He will lie
Resentment and
He his grace

As certain as a snake sheds its
waste to a wealth of talent
His of being blessed with treasures
That were not gold enough

His misfortune