Luyện nghe bài hát At Death Door

The new day is dawning they start the dead,
The hard bellies of the children not fed,
Their land dry and parched still pray for the rain,
The massacre continous yet and again.
after year the lands ring deaths bell,
The childrens blind eyes a sad tale to tell,
Their bent and twisted, their kinds hold no spark,
They're crying in vain for no light the dark.
The land holds the hammer but deals the blow,
and pro
fit before we show,
Our excesses as the wealthy grow fat,
Rather give to the needy they'll let the food rot.
At death door they stand, only they know.