Luyện nghe bài hát Braile

It's 3:18, tastes like the corpse of every pregnant teen,
The are hours, the hours are days,
I feel infected by presence, you speak in tounges,
I the lies dancing on your blackened lungs,

I in her ear:
me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take hope, your dreams, your love,
Till there's left

I whispered in her
You fear me dear, for I am Death,
And I'll that shit you call a life,
In a single fucking

I'll your hope,
take your fucking dreams,
I'll take love,
take everything you fucking bitch,

I'll steal the diamonds from eyes,
I'll turn your into lies,
I'll steal the diamonds your eyes,
I'll turn your promises lies,

It's 3:18, mouth tastes like the corpse of every teen,
The are days, the days are dead,
I feel by your presence, you speak in tounges,
I smell the lies dancing on your lungs,

I hear the fear in voice, but you shouldn't feel a thing,
Your already worse than any pain that I could bring,
That I bring,
I could bring,

I could make it December day,
But you're so blind, it may as be May,

And I whispered in her
You better fear me dear, for is Death
And I whispered in her
Fear me, I am Death

One time,

I whispered in her
me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take everything you loved

I whispered in her
You better me, for I am Death.
For I am Death.
For I am