Luyện nghe bài hát Blood-Spattered Banner

Your flies in the wind,
old and worn and has no glory
Hand on heart allegiance

Patriot, hatred
Ignorant, white trash stand
With bigotry

These colours run
colours well worn
These don't run
But put to the torch sure as hell...

Burn like passion,
The passion of the
Can you hear Dixie?

Ignorance is your
A raped stolen land so proud
Can you still hear Dixie out loud?

colours don't run
These are well worn
These colours run
But put to the torch they'll as hell...

Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...

Your flies in the wind
Aged, ragged it's a story,
banner unfurled

A nation, instilled,
With stained,
dream of shame

These colours run
These colours are well
These colours run
But put to the torch they'll as hell....

These don't run
These colours are worn
Your don't run
But put to the - I'll tread on you !!!

These don't run
These are well worn
These don't run
But put to the they'll sure as hell...

Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...

to see your flag up in flames

Burn...
Burn...
Burn...
Burn...

tread on you.