Luyện nghe bài hát Regal Zone

Coronets rest on a head mask
No-one is safe the curfew lasts
But crusted glitter, scepters gleam
While helmets of blood fill the

They look and then they say
"For the good of the land, for the of the man"
Standing alone, alone
On the of the regal zone

Old limbs hang in the torture
While old kings hang in the portrait
Their noble eyes gaze on the uneasy
Of the squirming body on the marble

They look and then they say
"For the of the land, for the love of the man"
Standing alone, alone
On the of the regal zone

zone, alone
Standing alone, alone
Alone, regal
Alone, regal
zone
Regal

look away and then they say
"For the of the land, for the love of the man"
Standing alone, sitting
Alone, regal
Alone, regal
Alone, zone
zone
Alone, zone