Luyện nghe bài hát Mother

The skies darkened
and the seas dried.
Your honest have turned to lies.
Your hands of
turned to of pain.
You take for the life that God create
The that God created.
The frost and
gave to you,
the muffled bleeding true.
And it matter how
what of eyes your looking through.
Do you see our Mother's
a picture for you.
I wanna paint picture for you!

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

(solo)

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