Luyện nghe bài hát Dogs [Live]

Here we are in
Could be all an illusion
Who knows the times to
The years to face, the to run

We believe in the image
We believe in the fight to the
We desire the almighty
The pound of flesh, the golden
Lick the hand, we give our land to

we are in the years
The blood, the sweat, the
Have us bondage slaves
In a world we never made

The lick your bones
The tacticians, of stone
turn us against our brothers
Make us fight and kill each
Locked in lust we put our in dogs

Now we are again
The dead still look the
Who cares they're forgotten
Nobody gonna a corpse that's rotten

Your fathers, daughters, mothers and
Have been by the chosen ones
But don't you made the choice
You your mark, you raised your voice
all the same, you're all to blame
They're all the same, all to blame
They're all the and you're to blame, you're dogs, dogs