Luyện nghe bài hát Bullets For The New-Born King

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No one looks in this place for or any hope
But for the dead shot of an amber glass, the light of a votive
Rain obscured the window as the pain was by the grains
Absolved by in flames and fear in time dissolving

It's not for the faint of pulse or false
Those who simply shed their skins
So are those traitors now, we once called patriots?
Just like those saints who to revel in their sins

Oh, my eyes were filled with tears that stinging
After our work was done
The bells and hands only there for the wringing
And we were bullets for the new-born king

The trumpet sound lamenting, tramping down the of the deceased
The double agent girl and the fallen were heading for the border
Somewhere in the high command, stayed the palest hand
That saw the order countermand, a tape recorder
And then they hung him from a cord

Swallow down that voodoo vial and stay your a while
Before we spill the tale that we have
And now I shall confide all that I denied
Oh, I'm so sorry for the things done

Oh, my eyes were filled with tears that were
After our work was done
The bells and hands were there for the wringing
And we were bringing bullets for the king