Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Years War

Amidst the burning rubble the still lives on
To rise above all poverty, to rise all wrong
No one needs your bloodied sword, I'll get what's mine
Bullets of kept in your hands, they'll burn a hole in time
Rebel against all hate and the story straight
We are no more noble than our
Be true to your beliefs, don't do wrong and then
action leads to triumph in this world
One hundred years of death will end, the black death will begin
Peasants rise to a knight, whose wife must taste his sin
In the he hangs alone, helpless and aflame
A feast of bones and melting flesh, his children his name
The passing of this will teach to none be ever true
Realize fate is in hands and you alone control its moves.