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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

All St. Day

 

All St. Day

(album: The Secret Of Elena's Tomb - 2003)


It was All St. Day
Wind and rain hit my face
Ripped apart from lack of grace
Now so torn

You never said
All of this would end so strange
Walked to a church across the bridge
Found my shame

Never been the type to confess
It all seems to waste away
When your double-tongued mouth opens wide
Everybody knows you can't hide forever

November fades
Never could put this mind to rest
Step in the cold and on the mess
Feeling scorned

I found myself
Hinting with nothing to give or show
Never gave a care until now
Now it's late

Never been the type to confess
It all seems to waste away
When your double-tongued mouth opens wide
Everybody knows you can't hide forever

Pariah prophet faltering way too much
The crazed crusades got me in a crux
Like a mute without a voice
With a bottle in my hand, make some noise
Make some noise
Make some noise
Make some noise

It was All St. Day
It was All St. Day

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?