Luyện nghe bài hát Curses

Curses I
On countless men
on their trespasses
Will they end?
Curses on blades
On the spare and open
Once I've searching
Recipe (? ? )
on their children
Runnin all
such a business
While I'm rusting in the
I might rise up to them
When they this life
rise up to eat them
When they leave this

Curses on this
And the on up ahead
I was on my way to them
they found me dead
And I clapped my brittle
And I them join my game
Now I they all decease
And marry a man in

every word
That's planted on their
Curse the sleek
And their iron colored
Curse every that
Pounds a wicked
Curse every
Knocking on their

And I am not a
And I am not a dog
I no claim to be there
In the fog
And I am not a
Staring the air
Have no say in
My tongue is barely

Curses on
I see no way
Some of are weeping
And some of gay
Some of have worn
So deep they no pain
Curses on their
on their brains