Luyện nghe bài hát Nautical

The day civil glory dismembered my
I could have parted ribs and flesh a different kind of Red Sea
Drowned the east in western custom progress
And the least of all our and sentiments

Which turned out to be the thing
To a fashion trend that's ever put on trial
turned out to be the closest thing
To a fashion that's ever been put on trial

The rest was cast off as of statehood and mastery
The form of treason is the treacherous use of reason
The use

Employed by the bastard of American
Fore-fathers who keep this fire
With the flesh of their would-be American
Daughters, daughters,

will happen to our children when the least of us pass on?

Us who fought the of our country's crowded closet
Us who dropped the bombs on goodness we saw it wasn't flawless
Us youthful life was hostage to what harm did
Who fought the hardest to be under the carpet

And I'm a cigarette, softly smoking on the edge of a metal ashtray
I begged this place to let me and it whispered, "Burn away"