Luyện nghe bài hát A Broken Promised Land

See the red "messiah" high upon a soap-box
his apostles with the gospels in his hand
While apprentice hitlers gather in inner city subways
To immortalise their with aerosol spray cans.
Life is the - History our tutor
Learn from the past - us a future.
So many causes I could die for - but I don't know which is
In millenia of martyrs and injustices to fight
Why must brother kill his brother - when united they stand?
Men by and words divided in our broken promised land.
These tattered battle standards fly - their do not run
our tears that trickle down the decades soon to come.
You promised us a "Golden Age" - we couldn't to try it
But told us of the blood we'd have to shed to buy it!

We are brought forth with nothing we for nothing
And then unto return.
Though words have no meaning - to question them: "Treason!"
Look back - watch the pages of burn
Our has two wings (both left wing and right)
They carry him far on anarchic flight
'Til the fools of all nations now at his
Bring to once green (now unpleasant) lands.
The voices on your TV are whispers in a dream
Someone else's nightmares in a place you've been
But the streets run red round Tianneman - and the blood won't wash away
You don't recognise faces - so young and dead they stay.
never had to answer to the barrel of a gun
So how you expect... (expect what was to come?)
In the troubled of Moscow - and in tenements in Moss Side
There are people using silver tongues to dissenting worms
How can the dissatisfaction of left or right wing faction
to justify the bombs that burst - the innocents that burn.
We move in vicious as we fan the fires of hate
And as the 'Four Horsemen' clamour at the starter's gate.
REPEAT
us a future.