Luyện nghe bài hát Redhands

In the end the revolution and fades.
Power corrupts, no is built with tools of hate.
The march, the just another sham.
rots in the hands of man.
Comrades get and few
when they don't meet up when ain't you.

The red of reaction and a lack of clarity
by the disconnection of belief from all reality
brought on the closing of our minds to hope and and
left us hanging from our necks a bent society.

Politically completely beyond all authority,
we'd be draped in chains called responsibility.
Bound, gagged, and tortured all
a liberty no man can touch brings on our release.

Try any point of view, we are remains.
Our choices and our paths are fewer than seem.
In the end the revolution and fades.
Only what's eternal will thru the flames.

Take us to a place of purity.
Does a love for people mean a lack of
about what makes us clean and what decay?
Lead us out of this bloody and show us your way.