Luyện nghe bài hát My Blakean Year

In my Blakean I was so disposed
Toward a mission yet unclear, pole by pole
breathin' into my ear mouthed a simple ode
One road is paved in gold, one is just a road

In my year such a woeful schism
Pain of our existence was not as I
Boots trudged from track to track worn down to the sole
One road is paved in gold, one is just a road

Boots that tramped from track to track, worn to the sole
One was paved in gold, one road was just a road
In my year, temptation yet a hiss
a shallow spear, robed in cowardice

Brace yourself for bitter for a life sublime
A of riches never shall unwind
The that bind the pilgrims sack
Are stitched into the back

So throw off your stupid embrace all that you fear
For joy conquer all despair in my Blakean year
So throw off your stupid cloak embrace all that you
For joy shall conquer all despair in my Blakean

Mercy has a human
Pity a face
Love a human form of
a human dress
To mercy, pity, and love
For praying their

But shall embrace
shall embrace
Mercy, it is the
It is the

shall embrace
Mercy embrace
shall embrace
It's the mercy,