Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Knife

So
The madness
With its whiskered wolven pangs
He the door
And the blinds
He laid down on the
And he slept like
the dirty knife
Worked into his spine

The blood runs
The blood crazy

Cascading pool on the stairs
The is high
The cats are
You even touch the tip of their tails
And the runs crazy
giant strides
He sang nursery
To
The wolves that eddy out the of his eyes
But squared him frozen where he stood
In the of the furniture
Piled high for
And the runs crazy
With strides

And the woodsman failed to breech
Fangs in
So dragged him through the underbrush
Wearing three winter
And a knife