Luyện nghe bài hát Crown of Thorns

Fire of the sun, crumble into dust
The shall scatter and die
Light in her eyes, pours in their lives
We gather 'round the funeral

And here we stand in Old England's
glass on the ground
There are no words to this earth
Old England's pride

Never in a million or so
Did we so much bloodshed

Here comes the man with the and gentle hands
Her name into his brow
Scorn in her eyes, her back to the
We spit upon the life never was

And here we stand in Old land
The is choked by its thorn
She cast salt for your wound
Old England wears no

Never in a million or so
Did we suffer so bloodshed

Never in a million or so
We didn't to hurt you but it's not over yet
No, never in a million or so
Did we so much bloodshed