Luyện nghe bài hát Coming Home

I buried a friend
He had to the end
But I help feeling that it needn't have been
in the flak
There was no turning
So he laid his life for some psychopath's dream

So leaving the front
Having taken the
Now we're tired of the slaughter in foreign land
So the of the war
They fight alone on the
Our mutiny over they are on the sand

We as one
We are an army now of many thousand
They stand
To fight for ravaged land to gain worthless throne

The boys are home

I see within my
A vast and lonely
Great armies meet in no land
To clench their in friendship
For the first
The dark tide is
A mass of humanity drifting toward the dawn

We are home