Luyện nghe bài hát Into the Storm

Spoken: the storm
Tell your mother you be home for Christmas this year.
say you've headed south for the Land.
gun in hand.

When America the world will fall with her.
When America falls the world fall with her.
the car and take the train,
you need it where you're going,
leave the bags, pack 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 keep riding through the night,
you'll make it if you stop to bury,
you'll never it if you wait for light.
Don't to question justice,
don't take the to mourn,
have time to suffer,
after we've the storm.

Spoken: There's be two hits
is fallen, is fallen.
You'll see it you hear it,
sound takes some to travel.
When the noise reaches your ear you will 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 what you've fought.
Yeah the for you my friend has just begun.
Yeah the is gonna blow those (four) walls in
and the sound is drown you out.
I show 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 shall sound and the dead shall rise.
we shall all be changed.
Spoken (If the watchman sees the sword come upon the land, warns not the people)
Incorruptible we all be changed.
(His will I require at his hand.)
we shall all be changed.
(If the watchman sees the sword come the land and warns the people,)
we shall all be changed.
(he has his own soul and shall be free.)
We shall 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 your fate to the Lone State, and join us as we sing along.)

Born in sin, sufferin', strugglin' thick and thin.
Place your lips to my lips, and let's begin to weather the 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 Whitman's "Song Of The Open Road"
Spoken: excerpt from "Confessions"
There is a place.
Follow me the Jordan across the desert sands.
me O Israel into the Promised Land.
Follow me over the across the Rio Grande.
Follow me Texas into the Promised Land.
on to Zion with gun in hand.
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Into the Land.