Luyện nghe bài hát Arrow

Stub towers in the
cross the blasted moor against the horizon
Fickle of treaty
harbingers of war, futile orisons

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

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

Feet the flagstones
Fingers at the lock, craving protection
Sanctuary a voice
by the shock of its rejection

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

a crawl against the slope
Dark loom the
One touch to the chapel
How swiftly comes the

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

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

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

How the night is
Why is this so narrow?
How my body feels
Impaled upon the