Luyện nghe bài hát Kings

See fade, it's crystal clear
Aurora, you doing here?
Buttering the of thieves
Shutter speed your bleeding

In in the orient
is good and spent
Herod beneath the palms
poor baby in his arms

Tunis and
The oceans hungrier
Beneath these walls sleep tonight
Beneath sky we'll glide so bright

And kings will come, years will
burn cold beneath the glass
And days will glow in distant
In this haze, the zephyrs graze

In deserts the dust storm blows
And black swamps where mandrake grows
We're laughing to the drum
for those kings to come

And kings will come and will pass
Stars cold beneath the glass
And days will in distant time
In this storied haze, the graze

An infant with the of a crone
In parking zone
Calls out my Lord, your end is
I didn't to make you cry

In deserts where the storm blows
And lush black swamps mandrake grows
We're laughing to the drum
Waiting for those to come

The circus sun in Nero
The and the Christians rise
Software sings and hardware
We're destined babe to these years