Luyện nghe bài hát Walk On By, Walk On Me (The Pianist's Prophecy)

Your pierced my fragile heart
words are daggers thrown
Unaware, unapproachable, silence
Unwilling silence, silence , unwilling silence

Silence from a sounding voice, you entwine praise with
Your words burn like hell
Silence from a voice
All this by the tongue created, your words become itself

I lay in the flames, the tongue creates it
The tongue creates it, the tongue creates it, the tongue it
The tongue creates it, the tongue it, the tongue creates it
The tongue creates it, the tongue it

Tongue, tongue, tongue,
Tongue, tongue, tongue,