Luyện nghe bài hát Forgotten Sons

Armalite, lights, night-sights
Searching the roofs for a sniper, viper,
Death in the shadows he'll you, wound you, he'll kill 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 friend, love's end, poison pen
Your flesh will creep, tossing turning sleep
The wounds that so deep

mother sits on the edge of the world
When the cameras start to
viewpoints resurrect the killing fold
Your father another beer he's one of the few that cares
Crawling a saracen's hull
the safety of his living room chair
Forgotten sons, sons, forgotten sons

And so I patrol in the of the shadow of the tricolor
I must fear for I am but mortal and mortals can only die
Asking questions, pleading answers the nameless
Faceless watchers that stalk the carpeted corridors of
Who order desecration, mutilation, verbal
In their guarded bureaucratic

Minister, minister for your children, order them not
damnation to eliminate those who would trespass
Against you, for is the kingdom?
The power and the glory, and ever

Halt who goes

Approach....

just another coffin on it's way down the emerald aisle
Where the children's stony mourn your death
In a terrorist's
The arm places fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves
Alleys sing with shrapnel, in a temporary hell

sons

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

sons
Forgotten

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