Luyện nghe bài hát Left Behind

Each defeated
into dark corners
To lick its wounds.

The picture's not
As the last stark
Mumble dirge-like tunes.

The high have been brought
The mighty have
On the of times.

Soon, the will know
the Grim Reaper callin'
Them out for crimes.

It's the old story,
Just category,
Just like He
time.

This keeps revolving,
But not evolving -
No closer to
crimes.

was a virtue,
Honor had meaning,
And good men the land.

Now, they come and you,
Do spring housecleaning,
Call contraband.

It's the old story,
another category,
Just before He
time.

This keeps revolving,
But we're not -
No to solving
crimes.

The demise of towns
Can only one thing
To folks left behind.

Above all other
Is that cold church bell -
The knell of mankind.