Luyện nghe bài hát A Mean Kind Of Justice

There's a ring around the
a chill in the air
There's a kind of justice
Coming down, down
Angels wring hands, they put ashes on their heads
There's a mean kind of coming down

It don't ever a thing
An eye for an eye, a tit for tat
And I've seen nobody truly satisfied by that
It just rolls around your head eating in your heart
There's a mean of justice coming down

There is a goodness on this
will not die, will not die
It bears all, and it all, and still it survives
And I we have failed
But seen that we can fly
a goodness on this earth that will not die

Oh no, oh no, forgiveness never
But the devil wants its due and says human is cheap
And till we give up any hope we could change the past
at last, then at last...

There's a ring around the
a chill on the breeze
There's somebody with hands clasped
Down on their
And angels hold their breath for what might set free
There's a mean of justice coming down