Luyện nghe bài hát Death To The Storm

There's a song we to know
A kind of blues
Some tune from long ago
of us still like to use

It up high in the rafters
Like smoke it has no
it all hid like laughter
And sing out death, death to the

to the storm
Death to the
to the storm
Death to the

We keep it all hid like
And sing out death, death to the

I've my rage in the making
Alive in my hand
But it the rod to breaking
And I'm a hungry, hungry man

The is so underrated
I've battered, rusted, whored
all the great ill fated
Who bring death, to the storm

Death to the
to the storm
Death to the
Death to the

We upon the great ill fated
Who death, death to the storm

A of cars is rolling westbound
A dark river begun
The tramps are in their best now
Like a in the sun

A man waits on crates
His eyes go soft and warm
As women the deep parade
death, death to the storm

Death to the
Death to the
to the storm
Death to the

As women wade the deep
Cheering death, death to the