Luyện nghe bài hát Cringe

My eyes have with a fire
That I could not
It burned their children
And their patriots

Dead, the hate we them so many years ago
Returned to them, leads us against the foe
With our fire their land, our their wounds
My hands are cold with your

to shreds with our kill toys, sit back and watch the fun
Rated, screened, censored,
Spoon-fed their noxious lies, so many we've watched silently
Never feeling the of our design