Luyện nghe bài hát Cities And Years

Play with the bow at the
Tune your voices to minor
This is the lowest we've ever
Until we bend for the

We're giving a knee response to the awe

We come to the bed
On from the duty of tour
Oh they up the signals
We to the prisoners

Our sea legs were on the march
the graves to the cross
We the plague of the middleman's heart
Sing the through the gate

I was in one piece
When tied me to the back of the car
But I met the road and I've
thousands of miles since the day I was born

Our shoes are milled to the
And our souls are skin and
If I'm but a still
Just the severed pieces around

So course is the
We're back and forth
And and forth
Grinding our bodies dust

We'll never it home alive
We'll make it home alive
We'll never make it alive
with the bow at the bridge

All the by the enemy line
All the girls by the line

Woe, such woe
Hold of him
Hold of him
him out

I was still in one
When they tied me to the of the car
But I met the road and I've
With of miles since the day I was born

Our shoes are to the sole
And our are skin and bone
If I'm but a still
Just move the severed around

So course is the
We're back and forth
And and forth
Grinding our bodies into

War with us home
War come with us
War come us home
War with us home