Luyện nghe bài hát Fires

This war we are waging is already
The cause for the has long been a ghost
Malice and have now won the day
The honors we fought for are in the fray

and bugles are trod in the dust
Wounds burst open and corridors rust
proud and truthful, now humbled and bent
Fires which brightly, now energies spent

Let down the curtain and the play
The have gone home and the cast sailed away
Our flowers and as scarring as weapons
Our poems and letters turned to deceptions