Luyện nghe bài hát Forgotten Sons

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

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

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

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

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

Halt who goes

Approach....

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

sons

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

sons
Forgotten

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