Luyện nghe bài hát Death To The Storm

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

It hangs up in the rafters
Like smoke it has no
Keep it all hid laughter
And out death, death to the storm

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

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

I've caught my rage in the
Alive here in my
But it bent the rod to
And still I'm a hungry, man

The trouble is so
been battered, rusted, whored
Calling all the great ill
Who bring death, death to the

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

We call upon the ill fated
Who bring death, death to the

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

A man on orange crates
His meager go soft and warm
As women the deep parade
Cheering death, to the storm

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

As women wade the parade
Cheering death, to the storm