Luyện nghe bài hát Ashes In The Fall

A mass of press on the market window
Ghosts of progress dressed in slow
Feeding on hunger and through the promise
Upon the that rots slowly in the aisle

A of nameless at the oasis
That hides the beneath the masters hill
Buried for drinking the rivers
While to the line at the empty well

This is the new
Just like the old
Just like the noose
the new ground

This is the new
Just like the old
Just like the noose
Over the new

to the fascist sing
Take hope war is elsewhere
You were chosen this is God's
Soon well be of blot and mixture
Seeds planted by our hand

A of promises begin to rupture
Like the pockets of the new world
Like swollen in Appalachia
the priests that fuck you
As they whisper things

A of tears have transformed to stones now
Sharpened on suffering woven slings
Hope lies in the rubble of this rich
Taking today what tomorrow brings

This is the new
Just like the old
Just like the wound
Over new

is the new sound
Just like the old
Just like the noose
the new ground

This is the new
Just the old sound
Just like the noose
Over the new

Ain't the new
Just the old sound
Look at the now
Over the, the
Over the burning

Ain't it funny how the factory's doors
Round the time that the school close
the time that the doors of the jail cells
Open up to greet you like the

Ain't it funny how the factory's doors
the time that the school doors close
Round the time that a hundred jail cells
Open up to you like the reaper

This is the new
like the old sound
Just like the wound
Over the new

This is the new
Just like the old
Just like the noose
the new ground

Like ashes in the
ashes in the fall
Like ashes in the
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