Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn (For America)

I've felt the heat in the of angels
up on high and the worse for wear
I've the lights going down on sunset
running loose, there's murder in the air

So this is

colder than death, working the streets
Love come cheap, so I learn how to steal
for sale, buy my way into heaven
Sell my for a trick, it's not worth a great deal

So this is

I remember her smile and her heart
I remember her tears tearing me
I my hands, helpless and tied
As led her away I remember I cried

I've put my in the hands of a scream
Small and less with legends to be
But I carried a torch for the child
When the heat closed in, they me

So is America

Dreams come easy without any sleep
Laid eyed and weary on this damned bed of nails
I hit the freeway and on the speed
Head for the desert when prevails

So is America

God you, America, God bless you, America
God bless you, America, God you