Luyện nghe bài hát A Broken Promised Land

See the red "messiah" high upon a soap-box
Agitating his apostles with the gospels in his
While apprentice hitlers gather down in city subways
To immortalise their ignorance with aerosol cans.
is the lesson - History our tutor
Learn from the - preserve us a future.
So many causes I could die for - but I don't know is right
In millenia of martyrs and injustices to fight
Why brother kill his brother - when united they should stand?
Men by swords and words divided in our broken land.
These tattered battle standards fly - their do not run
Unlike our tears that down the decades soon to come.
You promised us a "Golden Age" - we wait to try it
But never us of the blood we'd have to shed to buy it!

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