Luyện nghe bài hát All Hell

All hell's crashing inside
The windows to the side
Shimmering in rooms to quiet of

'Oh well if it's there
It here', and god appears to deal
A different hand to different

But this play is not yet
Hear the of those marionettes
Beating drums the quiet streets
Of ignorance and regrets

And all these fears come to pass
Presently she we're past
of tea and optimistic prayers

Cos out our unholy mess
Gathering its long dress
And marching down to marry this

Matrimonial bliss
the tide and hope it doesn't lift up your
Carpet woven from and token frets
All Hell!

But this play is not yet
the music of those marionettes
Beating drums the quiet streets
Of and vain regrets