Luyện nghe bài hát Forgotten Sons

Armalite, lights, night-sights
Searching the roofs for a sniper, viper,
Death in the he'll maim you, wound you, he'll kill you
For long-forgotten cause, on not so foreign
baptised in wars

Morphine, chill stream, bad
Serving as numbers on dogtags, flak-rags,
Your has married your best friend, love's end, poison pen
Your flesh will creep, tossing turning sleep
The wounds burn so deep

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

And so I patrol in the valley of the of the tricolor
I must fear evil for I am but mortal and can only die
Asking questions, answers from the nameless
Faceless watchers stalk the carpeted corridors of whitehall
Who order desecration, mutilation, masturbation
In guarded bureaucratic wombs

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

Halt who goes

Approach....

You're just another coffin on way down the emerald aisle
Where the children's stony glances your death
In a terrorist's
The bomber's arm places fiery gifts on the shelves
Alleys sing with shrapnel, dance in a hell

sons

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

sons
Forgotten

Ring o' roses, they all down
on earth and mercy mild, mother brown has lost her child
Just another son