Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky

In the howling wind comes a rain
See it driving
the souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange
See the face of
scared in the valley below

Bullet the sky
Bullet the sky
Bullet the
Bullet the

In the locust comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the
And the angel was
You plant a seed
You raise a of fire
See them crosses
See the flames and higher

Bullet the sky
the blue sky
Bullet the
Bullet the

This guy up to me
His face red like a rose in a thorn
Like all the colors of a flush
And peeling off those dollar bills
them down
One hundred, two
And I can see those fighter
And I can see fighter planes

the mud huts where the children sleep
Through the alleys of a city street
You take the staircase to the floor
Turn the key and unlock the door
As a man breathes a saxophone
And through the you hear the city groan
Outside is
is America, America

Across the field you see the sky ripped
See the rain through a wound
Pounding on the women and
Who run
the arms
Of