Luyện nghe bài hát Bewilderbeast

See the brave
look at him thrive
Off the crowd as roar.
For death brings a
To the lives of the
"non-com"
Who gloat and
My mind can't believe we
barbarous blood thirsty game.
In their dwellings the aristo-classes
Spill blood that's not from cut-crystal glasses.
Never pausing to contemplate why
For vanity's victories die.
No better bloodhounds
Hot on the
butcher their prey
When its' spent
My mind can't believe we
This barbarous blood game.
show me this "sportsman"
You mention pride
his dog to defend him
And his gun at his
If is the one thing
Your kind do not
Then why don't you hunt
That can you back?
I see only cowardice ridden by
And your hands won't wash clean of the blood have spilt.
measure of madness makes you all so ill
That your passport to a licence to kill?
So I won't waste my time to understand why
For victories innocents die
'Cus you're all vicious bastards I'm of your crap
So I bat an eyelid when it's you in the trap.
I still can't believe we
barbarous blood thirsty game.