Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Men (Don't Tell Tales)

With his final at liberty
Prepared to his fate
Too late for
No will death wait

The way that can change
In the of your demise
You thought in all you're years
truth could tell you lies

With the slightest sense of
He left his world
his deathbed
Uncertain what he'll

A to his heart
A solider in his
Marching to the
To a war that has no

Trapped behind a wall of
No one can hear cries
You your actions similar
To the that you despise

Do the of your boots
the blood of other men?
Or just the dirt from the
Of the you live in?

Woah,

You your dreams to die
But they seem to miss you
love to tell me why
But dead men tell tales