Luyện nghe bài hát The Wrote & The Writ

They're taking pictures of the man God
I his cassock's clean
The burden of being our fellas
Your halo'd gleam, better gleam

What of all those wayward
The ones who to drink
Do you suppose they'd swap their blood for
Like you swapped for ink, for ink

You wrote me, oh so many
And all of them true
Promises look good on
Especially you, from you

The weight of all those words
I carried all
You put your pen to bed
When we hadn't our own, our own

sentences rose high at night
And round my head
The circle's been broken
Like the before me is breaking bread

I'm being asked to the blood of Christ
And soon eat his flesh
I'm alone again the altar
all my old regrets

The last of which tell you now
As it flies down the
I knew a part of you
You set in ink, in ink

The letters you left behind
No longer shall I
blood's between the pages
And I stand to see you bleed

And I'll soon forget what was never
words are ash and dust
All that's left is the song sung
The breath taken and the one I must

If born with a love for the wrote and the writ
of letters your warning stands clear
Pay heed to your and not to your wit
say in a letter what you can't in my ear