Luyện nghe bài hát Two and Twenty Misfortunes

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

He is the most of men
word he speaks, reeks of failure
He has failed others
Have succeeded
failure suffers

is a man
That is the source of his own
To face a lifelong
Of dreams is unbearable

What is man
A prophet
A prophecy

Suffering no end
Nor does his for it
Opt for the darkest and brood

closed your eyes
Keep your back
Tomorrow is

is dead
Today is the
he secured a tomb

Time has been
Why should be any different than life
tomorrow is dead

His

He will lie
and regret
He his grace

As certain as a sheds its skin
Laid waste to a of talent
His of being blessed with treasures
just were not gold enough

His misfortune