Luyện nghe bài hát When The Wolves Turn In Their Coats

I'm standing on a stage staring into a solitary
Good night she cries the bedpost of my eye
I can teach you to be a lonely man but first you understand
It's not your fault, your flaws in thrall to the debts of your

Our lines are not
Written words on a page
They'll the way home
When the wolves in their coats

Beasts and slaves enchained at the of my name
Prostrate on a pyre and all the in flames
The barons of keep had bartered sacrums and saints
For this sacrosanct choir, this spire of fate

The need something to eat
Swallowed in their sleep
They'll the way home
When the wolves in their coats

My demimonde of now wonder like vagabonds
Lying in the aisle lost in their song

Jesus, fools, and
Are down by the pier toasts
point the way home
When the wolves turn in coats

The are up in arms
The pirates lost their charm
Onboard the quarter deck the captain
But I don't think he's in

When I down from this stage
And the slowly fades from my face
I there is a way home
When the turn in their coats