Luyện nghe bài hát Ashes In The Fall

A of hands press on the market window
Ghosts of progress dressed in death
Feeding on hunger and glaring through the
Upon the food rots slowly in the aisle

A mass of at the oasis
That the graves beneath the masters hill
Buried for the rivers water
shackled to the line at the empty well

This is the new
Just 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

Listen to the fascist
Take hope here war is
You were chosen this is land
Soon well be of blot and mixture
planted by our forefathers hand

A of promises begin to rupture
Like the pockets of the new kings
Like stomachs in Appalachia
Like the priests fuck you
As whisper holy things

A mass of have transformed to stones now
Sharpened on suffering into slings
Hope in the rubble of this rich fortress
Taking today what tomorrow never

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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