Luyện nghe bài hát 18 Soldiers

Eighteen soldiers, days away
Caged in silence, awake
Ragged tirades are dead at the
Raging but nobody pays

We got but time
Overacting out in cynical
When the rain starts coming
The for absolution is dry

Eighteen visit the graves
in violence, resigned to their fate
Fallen are cracked at the base
Hollow silence alone in place

Retaliation is
With underestimated losses of
And the stains of blood are
And beneath the divide

We're up in it, we can't forget it
Forget losses and don't regret it