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 threefold
This failure

is a man
That is the of his own misery
To face a lifelong
Of taunting is unbearable

is this man
A dark
A prophecy

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

Keep your eyes
turned your back
Tomorrow is

is dead
Today is the
Yesterday he secured a

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

His

He lie between
Resentment and
He shed his

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

His endless