Luyện nghe bài hát Cities And Years

Play with the bow at the
Tune your voices to chords
This is the lowest ever been
Until we for the offering

We're giving a jerk response to the awe

We strapped to the bed
On display from the duty of
Oh they picked up the
We tapped to the

Our sea were lost on the march
From the graves to the
We the plague of the middleman's heart
Sing the rats the gate

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

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

So course is the
going back and forth
And back and
Grinding our into dust

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

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

Woe, remarkable woe
sight of him
Hold of him
him out

I was still in one
When tied me to the back of the car
But I met the road and slept
With thousands of miles since the day I was

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

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

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