Luyện nghe bài hát Weight of the Sun

How fun
To be along
the weight of the sun on my head
And all in sad
As I sketch my pen
And I for the troubles ahead

Let the of the bow
your arm as you pull the string back
Don't be fooled by the
Let the guide your eye
As your burns into their sun
You pay
You will pay for your new

Through a hole in the
Let the ferryman carry you
To the Queen's home
In the abode
Where you learn to become one of
And you
Dress in cobbler
Play lyre in the house with the dead
Makes the sigh
With in is eye
As he lets you return back to the
You pay
You will pay now that you
My, you pay
You will pay for new soul
You pay