Luyện nghe bài hát Anthem For Doomed Youth

For whom the toll
sentenced to die
The stuttering
Will the cry
The anger
The rapid rattle
A inferno
dying like cattle

Don't me
not prepared
I've seen today's
He's eighteen and eager
He can be quite

No mock'ries for
No prayers or
The choirs
The of shells
The boys holding
On roads
The fear spreads like
As shrapnel

I it's wrong
To conscript our
Against will
When of our citizenry
Really like to

What posts will lead
To armageddon's
What will call them
From crowded shires
The women sit
With death on their
A dusk descending
The of blinds

the hunters all line up
It's idea of fun
And let be forgiven
Who never a gun
Was it him or me
Or the wailing of the
The laughing
Cast lots
And you can cut the