Luyện nghe bài hát Disinformasiya

Along the lines of your face and the of your skin,
I see a with a furrowed brow and an empty oil can for a heart.
Some might say treason of the order.
But if you closely, very closely, you can hear him whisper:
"Attack! Attack! Attack!"
everything that moves. Man, woman and child.
Skin them and cage them inside of me.
"ATTACK! ATTACK! ATTACK!"
Run for lives.