Luyện nghe bài hát Arrow

Stub towers in the
Riders the blasted moor against the horizon
Fickle of treaty
Fatal harbingers of war, orisons

Swirl as one in flight, this mad chase
surge across the marshy mud landscape
Until the is forgotten

Hood masks the eager
Skin and sallow
Headlong into the chilling
As as any arrow

Feet against the
Fingers at the lock, craving protection
Sanctuary a voice
Half-strangled by the of its rejection

the bolt in the wall, rusted the key
Now the echoes of all frightful
Intrude in the

What a crawl the slope
Dark loom the
One touch to the chapel
How swiftly comes the

you plead, as though they kept it in a box
Well, long since been empty
I'd like to help you somehow but I'm in the spot
My condition me

We are all on the run on our
The sundial a line upon eternity
every number

How long the seems
How the shadow
How straight the flies
How straight his arrow

How the night is
Why is passage so narrow?
How my body feels
upon the arrow