Luyện nghe bài hát Golden Age of Leather

Raise can of beer on high and seal your fate forever
Our best years have past us by, the age of leather

This was the night not long to in the year of our Lord A.D
Where in a desert way-house poised on the of eternity
Four and ninety studded horsemen closed the of honor
As only drunken can

And passed from man to man, a wanton to dead to care
That each find his pleasure as he might
For this fantastic night was billed as nothing less the end of an age
A last crusade, a final outrage in this day of plumage

And there was worn no but leather
Made by years of stinging cinders
And here seen, the scars of age
For age had been the common call for one last night

Dawn the sky, the ritual ceased
had died, they were buried with their bikes
Each grabbed a rag from a man with a
Torn of color, the red and the black

I cam here willingly and I go down valiantly
We made a vow to give it all we had to
We made a vow to die as we had

flew the colors, they began to fight
They flailed at each other like at a light
Bodies and bikes beyond
The of oil and gas in the air

Then the wind the desert with a giant hand
And the humans and the Harley's the shifting sand
The old weathered the storm
And he topped the rise by the of morn
He saw rippled dunes, calm and
And a of a solitary shaft of chromium steel

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