Luyện nghe bài hát Golden Age of Leather

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

This was the night not to come in the year of our Lord A.D
Where in a desert way-house on the brink of eternity
Four and ninety studded closed the knot of honor
As drunken soldiers can

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

And there was worn no cloth but
Made supple by years of stinging
And here were seen, the of age
For age had been the common call for one last together

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

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

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

Then the wind whipped the with a giant hand
And the humans and the caught the shifting sand
The old ranger the storm
And he the rise by the middle of morn
He saw dunes, calm and surreal
And a glint of a solitary shaft of steel

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