Luyện nghe bài hát The Vice

Number out of eleven little littermates
apples, all the way...
Littermates, all with fates...
them almost all I knew

and now, the best, the
Nine of eleven little littermates,
almighty,
is my throne.

In the bright daylight, Number Nine
Dressed to kill, much me
Takes a look at the free world the gate
Of a and escapes.

I the baits, the night awaits
Snare hidden for the littermate.
all but one, one by one.

Eleven little
Annihilate.
Only Number not in sight...
Hiding, for the eats the day
Kisses burn the wings away

1:47.
Hate me, hate me, if want you to break me
Love is for - the
And the restless, in the end.
A broken lock and a dream

for an tomb, destiny's overruled
it back to the Pagan Cathedral."

Don't me, don't you dare!
I lie, I cheat and I don't
Don't you go me tales about fidelity.
truth ain't safe me

In (sane), in (pain)
Ran into a
Eye (love), Eye (hate)
need anyone
Lights (on), (out)
read it and clear...
and hear the roar.

my eyes, they failed me,
untied.
I turned my into a
profession
more I hear, I see
I can
the path I
I did was a must,
Faced the music, away the light, alone...
a view.

Someone thought to know me
Drowned me in a well...
mistakes, we all do,
Worst of was trusting in a stranger.

For now I'm feeling
Drank poison, the sign
Now touch the fear
Impaired, to sincere.

One step behind you, turn around and I am gone with I need.
The essense of timely death, cold and dark, Love Hard.