Luyện nghe bài hát March Of Death

I was born with the of a riot, a storm
Lightening the function, the
Far from the norm, I follow like cattle
I'm more the catalyst,
in the mix of battle
Who let the on the saddle?
He know a missile from a gavel
Para terror troopin' flippin' of death upon innocent flesh
But i'm back in the my foes and friends
with a and a pen
against a I won't tow or defend
instead I at murderous men
in suits of who act like animals
This man child, ruthless and
Who's gonna chain this beast back on the
This Texas fuhrer, for a
con who serve a
lethal needle to the poor, the cure for is murder?
Well I was born with the of a riot, a storm
the function, the form
Far from the norm, I won't follow cattle
I'm like the catalyst,
calm in the mix of
Who let the on the saddle?
He don't know a from a gavel

on the
on the left, left, right,
on the
on the left, left, right, (but it's just a march of death)
on the
on the left, left,

I read the today
oh boy
a shot of a midnight ploy
and powerless
devoured my I'm motionless
no rest
'Cause a scream now the sky
under another high-tech
A lie is a lie God is an eagle
or a condor for war more
Islam peace, stare into my eye brother
please off our
To beef now we feed their
interlocked our across seas
What is a is a rag but a shroud out loud
my window is a faceless crowd
'Cause a cowering child just took her breath
one snare in the march of

on the
on the left, left, right,
on the
on the left, left, right, left (but just a march of death)
on the
on the left, left, right,
on the
on the left, left,

here it comes the sound of terror from
he flex his Texas twisted
the poor lined up to kill in slums
for oil burn beneath the desert sun
now we flame to flip this game
all the are taking aim
all targets are aim
the targets are taking aim