Luyện nghe bài hát Arrow

Stub towers in the
Riders cross the blasted against the horizon
Fickle promises of
Fatal harbingers of war, futile

Swirl as one in this flight, this mad
This surge the marshy mud landscape
Until the meaning is

masks the eager face
Skin stretched and
Headlong the chilling night
As as any arrow

against the flagstones
Fingers scrabbling at the lock, craving
Sanctuary a voice
by the shock of its rejection

Shot the bolt in the wall, the key
Now the echoes of all memory
in the silence

What a crawl against the
loom the gallows
One touch to the chapel
How comes the arrow

Compassion you plead, as though kept it in a box
Well, long since been empty
I'd to help you somehow but I'm in the self-same spot
My condition me

We are all on the run on our
The sundial draws a upon eternity
Across every

How long the seems
How the shadow
How the eagle flies
How towards his arrow

How long the is
Why is this passage so
How strange my body
Impaled the arrow