Luyện nghe bài hát At Death Door

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