Luyện nghe bài hát Decoy

well i thought we'd at a tract in our history
where we'd fought every endeavor we fight
yet i with grim preconception
as the cannonade erupted into
and my ocular gaze lay
it seemed that i not look away
and every god fearing son was a
and victory elusive
just one away
oh one bomb away

and they say that customs will reconcile
to any - (George Bernard Shaw)
from dachau to belfast to
from sea to sea

and say that when fascism crosses our borders
it'll be up in a shroud
glowing red, white, and
and our rectors they say will explain it
as the ravings of a few

well i to visit a slaughterhouse
where cessation's rose to the sky
and propitious creatures await a most fate
which pacific demeanor belies
it was a place i don't care to to
whose compassion would not recognize
where is sanctification
and humanity covers eyes

covers eyes

my country 'tis of
sweet land of
of thee i sing of i sing

i don't want to be a
if being a patriot means like you