Luyện nghe bài hát Hymn (For America)

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

So is America

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

So this is

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

I've put my life in the of a scream
Small talked and less with to be
But I carried a torch for the forbidden
When the heat closed in, crucified me

So is America

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

So this is

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