Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet The Blue Sky [live]

In the howling wind comes a rain
See it nails
Into the on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red glow
See the of fear
Running in the valley below

the blue sky
Bullet the sky
Bullet the
Bullet the

In the wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob the angel
And the angel was
You plant a demon
You raise a of fire
See burning crosses
See the flames and higher

the blue sky
Bullet the sky
the blue
Bullet the

guy comes up to me
His red like a rose in a thorn bush
Like all the colors of a flush
And he's 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 first
Turn the key and unlock the door
As a man breathes a saxophone
And through the walls you the city groan
is America
Outside is America,

Across the you see the sky ripped open
See the rain through a wound
on the women and children
Who run
Into the
Of