Luyện nghe bài hát Forgotten Sons

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

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

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

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
questions, pleading answers from the nameless
Faceless watchers that the carpeted corridors of whitehall
Who order desecration, mutilation, verbal
In their guarded bureaucratic

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

Halt who goes

Approach....

You're just another coffin on way down the emerald aisle
the children's stony glances mourn 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 dole to the regiment a profession in a flash
But remember signings when from door to door you dash
On the news a nation mourns your unknown soldier the cost
For a second be famous but labelled posthumous

sons
Forgotten

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