Luyện nghe bài hát After the Eulogy

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What to us?
Where's your anger? Where's fucking rage?
Watered down lost

Lazy privileged denial and self
A tradition passed down to our blood hands

Give in, up

to strive for new worthless slogans
We miss our potential for and substance
to lie in our boring vomit
Suggesting while others are dying

Stand up, back

How many starving
Have to die on our front
How many millions
Have to crawl to our doorsteps?

Where's your anger? your fucking rage?
down senses lost
Where's your anger? Where's your fucking

Content and corrupted, contrive and
Dig a hole, it's all over, the words
And good unless we rise
it down, rise