Luyện nghe bài hát Killing Time

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

never be sure exactly what it means
To serve and protect us "enemies"
They make we're scared
To justify ugly, bloody mess
It's less than pride, it's suicide at best

The waiting fills her with delusion and memories by
"How could I give life to my and then let him go die?"
But with this joke administration no one is exempt
It's not your fault and will be.
hold love in contempt...

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

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