Luyện nghe bài hát Namination

The men in the bird want to war

They have zoned us and south
By day they roam in packs
Invincible green giants
At night we cut them to
They just run away,

death to all invaders
Primitive supreme
Their filthy lies mean here

are our playthings, on and on
and domination
Oppress for local

Conflict of radical
opposing forces
Combined a massive assault
The alarm
Execute, no

They suffer at land, sea and in the air
die

At home, they for it to soon be over

Tet!

Them men in the birds fall the skies

Disgraced, they leave our land
We will their pain last
We will surrender, never retreat
We them to come back

death to all invaders
Primitive supreme
Their lies mean nothing here

are our playthings, on and on
Suppression and
Oppress for local

of radical arms
Inner opposing
Combined with a assault
The ultimate
Execute, no