Luyện nghe bài hát Arrow

Stub in the distance
Riders the blasted moor against the horizon
promises of treaty
Fatal harbingers of war, futile

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

Hood masks the face
Skin stretched and
Headlong into the chilling
As as any arrow

against the flagstones
Fingers at the lock, craving protection
Sanctuary a voice
by the shock of its rejection

Shot the in the wall, rusted the key
Now the of all frightful memory
in the silence

What a crawl the slope
loom the gallows
One touch to the door
How swiftly comes the

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

We are all on the run on our
The draws a line upon eternity
Across number

How the time seems
How dark the
How the eagle flies
How towards his arrow

How long the is
Why is this so narrow?
How strange my body
Impaled upon the