Luyện nghe bài hát Motherland

Red angels on lips
As my mother burns for your trips
I can the vision away
But the image persists it go away
You like prophets but you say it wrong
You fan the of battles born
You think right and you're posed to fight
You burn the blood so you loose the right
You hold her up and you lie some
That you're not what you're fighting for
solution to the constitution
Shows a of conviction to your contradiction
Red dance on lips
As my mother burns for your sadistic
I can the vision away
The image that's been the way
So I to you a question of faith
Would you kill your mother her disgrace
Tear down the of values gone
Then fan the and feed upon