Luyện nghe bài hát Mother

The skies have
and the seas dried.
Your honest have turned to lies.
hands of promise
turned to of pain.
You take for granted the that God create
The that God created.
The frost and
gave to you,
the muffled bleeding true.
And it doesn't how
what kind of eyes looking through.
Do you see our dying?
a picture for you.
I wanna paint this for you!

With every black for breath
and every closer to death.
Her are held out for you.

(solo)

You the reasons
we're in the cities that we all
was that we rage our Mother.
Mother.
Mother.
Now she's leaving
and she's off all that she gave,
we dig the
of our Mother!
The ain't growing
in my yard, no.
Mother.
Mother.
Mother.