Luyện nghe bài hát Into the Storm

Spoken: Into the
Tell your you won't be home for Christmas this year.
say you've south for the Promised Land.
gun in hand.

When America falls the will fall with her.
When America falls the world fall with her.
Sell the car and the train,
you won't it where you're going,
leave the bags, don't a thing but the clothes on your back.
food, gun and gunny sack,
with food, gun and sack,
with food, gun and sack,
for the tracks.
If one dies along the journey keep through the night,
never make it if you stop to bury,
you'll make it if you wait for light.
Don't to question justice,
don't the time to mourn,
we'll time to suffer,
after suffered the storm.

Spoken: There's be two hits
is fallen, is fallen.
You'll see it before you it,
takes some time to travel.
When the noise your ear you will know and you will fear
the end is near.
Babylon is fallen, is
For the day comes, the night.
As we tread along the song,
of yet to come.
Ponder the thought of little you've fought.
Yeah the for you my friend has just begun.
Yeah the wind is gonna blow those (four) in
and the sound is drown you out.
Behold I you a mystery,
we not all sleep,
we all be changed,
the crippled, and weak.
In a moment, in the of an eye,
the last trumpet shall sound and the shall rise.
we shall all be changed.
Spoken under: (If the watchman sees the sword come the land, warns not the people)
Incorruptible we all be changed.
(His blood I require at his hand.)
we shall all be changed.
(If the sees the sword come upon the land and warns the people,)
Incorruptible we all be changed.
(he has his own soul and shall be free.)
Spoken: We all be free.
We, we all be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free.
(There are no roads to we are,)
we be free.
(the to the city has yet to be craved.
so follow fate to the Lone Star State, and join us as we sing along.)

Born in sin, sufferin', strugglin' through and thin.
Place your lips to my lips, and let's to weather the dreaded storm.
You been warned.
We be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free.
We be free,
we be free,
we be free,
we be free.
We be
1° + 2° spoken: excerpt from Whitman's "Song Of The Road"
Spoken: excerpt Augustine's "Confessions"
There is a place.
Follow me over the Jordan the desert sands.
Follow me O Israel the Promised Land.
Follow me over the Jordan the Rio Grande.
Follow me into into the Promised Land.
Marching on to Zion gun in hand.
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Into the Land.