Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Time

Not Knowing what he had got into, following the sheep
The sent for his deployment at only twenty-three
Promised to be there for a short
His mother at photos
Passed down a family tradition;
Her head on her lap...

I'll never be sure exactly it means
To and protect us from "enemies"
make sure we're scared
To justify this ugly, mess
It's less than your pride, suicide at best

The waiting fills her delusion and memories gone by
"How I give life to my baby and then let him go die?"
But with this joke administration no one is exempt
It's not your and never will be.
Don't hold in contempt...

I feel like I'm lost, out at sea
by space with no regard for sympathy
She sees the parade of victory and war that won
"I'm not home." "He's my only son."

If an angel earns its wings time somebody dies
Then todays the angels black out the sky