Luyện nghe bài hát Anchorage

Scales of an
of a snake
Living here in the
With the racket that you

of a scream
Heart of the
Talking in a tongue
And of the same

Green ice is on the
Just the way the have felt
like the way my name is spelt
But I belt it out

Darkness
My torch on burning for you
In the life you keep on
is hurting me

Mouth of a
The of a flute
The get used for rifles
Growing shoots

Around the captain's
The silent diners
In the white of
The distance slowly

And the ice in my
And the hit of the
And the great icy
I it on to you

returning
My keeps on burning for you
In the life you on spurning
is hurting me
'thing is me

of a mute
The of a rock
early on an Easter Sunday
Just before the

The motion of a
The of a rat
The was almost empty
But then you saw that

And the ice in the box
off the shelf in blocks
Down at the
I was shocked not to be discovered

Darkness
My torch keeps on for you
In the you keep on spurning
is hurting me

Strength of a
The shape of a
The of the star
Cruelty of a

This is crushing down
The bars are all closed today
of town is a long way down
I'd hate to see you your crown

And the ice in my
My in your lap
Just a process in a
slap it out of you
it out of you

Music of the
the flake
Nature, you know
A delicious ache

The of a fox
about the size of a shoe box
The school of knocks
box it out of me

The ice in my
A message in the
Just like a sinking
You yourself with sympathy

returning
My torch on burning for you
In the life you keep on
is hurting me 'thing is hurting me