Luyện nghe bài hát Forgotten Sons

Armalite, lights, night-sights
the roofs for a sniper, viper, fighter
Death in the shadows he'll maim you, wound you, he'll you
For cause, on not so foreign shores
Boys baptised in

Morphine, stream, bad dream
Serving as numbers on dogtags, flak-rags,
Your girl has married your best friend, end, poison pen
Your flesh will always creep, turning sleep
The wounds that so deep

Your mother on the edge of the world
When the cameras start to
Panoramic viewpoints the killing fold
Your father drains another beer one of the few that cares
Crawling behind a saracen's
From the safety of his living chair
Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten

And so I patrol in the valley of the of the tricolor
I must fear evil for I am but and mortals can only die
Asking questions, pleading answers from the
Faceless that stalk the carpeted corridors of whitehall
Who desecration, mutilation, verbal masturbation
In their guarded bureaucratic

Minister, minister for your children, order them not
Into damnation to eliminate those who would
Against you, for whose is the
The power and the glory, forever and

Halt who there?

Approach....

You're just another coffin on it's way down the aisle
Where the children's stony glances mourn death
In a smile
The bomber's arm places fiery on the supermarket shelves
Alleys sing with shrapnel, in a temporary hell

sons

From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a
But remember monday's when from door to door you dash
On the news a nation your unknown soldier count the cost
For a you'll be famous but labelled posthumous

Forgotten
sons

Ring o' roses, they all fall
Peace on and mercy mild, mother brown has lost her child
another forgotten son