Luyện nghe bài hát Arrow

Stub towers in the
cross the blasted moor against the horizon
Fickle promises of
Fatal of war, futile orisons

Swirl as one in this flight, mad chase
This across the marshy mud landscape
Until the is forgotten

Hood the eager face
stretched and sallow
Headlong the chilling night
As swift as any

Feet against the
Fingers scrabbling at the lock, craving
Sanctuary croaks a
by the shock of its rejection

Shot the bolt in the wall, the key
Now the echoes of all frightful
Intrude in the

What a crawl the slope
Dark the gallows
One touch to the door
How swiftly comes the

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

We are all on the run on our
The draws a line upon eternity
every number

How the time seems
How dark the
How straight the eagle
How straight towards his

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