Luyện nghe bài hát Vulture

Birds of are soaring higher
Baiting their
The they fade
Dangling lines
The grimmer it

Transparent
the blue sky
Slowly
Towards the cold
Desperation has turned the
Into

Were all
You preen your ruffled
At the end of the day
You chose to
by gold and silver
We end it our way

giants
Crave
Theyll never make it
desperate swarming
In restless
Turns old into new

had your fill
And every chalice
From the brim to the
ill, you will
Youll from your mountain
Youll descend, you will

So you thought you could break my
Did you think you could make me
Try
Dig
facing a steep hill that cannot be climbed