Luyện nghe bài hát Ashes In The Fall

A mass of hands press on the market
of progress dressed in slow death
Feeding on hunger and glaring the promise
Upon the food rots slowly in the aisle

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

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

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

Listen to the fascist
Take here war is elsewhere
You were chosen this is God's
Soon well be free of blot and
Seeds planted by our forefathers

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

A of tears have transformed to stones now
Sharpened on woven into slings
lies in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never

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

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

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

Ain't the new
like the old sound
Look at the now
the, over the
Over the ground

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

it funny how the factory's doors close
Round the that the school doors close
Round the time that a hundred thousand cells
Open up to greet you the reaper

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

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

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