Luyện nghe bài hát Ringing Of Revolution

Phil
In a building of gold, riches untold,
lived the families on which the was founded.
And the merchants of style, their vain velvet smiles,
were there, for also were hounded.
And the soft middle class in to the last,
for the building was surrounded.
And the noise was the ringing of revolution.
Sadly they stared and in their chairs
and for a comforting notion.
And the silver walls looked ready to fall
As they shook in devotion.
The ice cubes would clink as they their drinks,
wet their minds in emotion.
And they talked the ringing of revolution.
We were hardly aware of the they beared,
for our was taken with treasure.
Oh, was a game, and work was a shame,
And was prevented by pleasure.
The world, cold and grey, was so far
In the only money could measure.
But their were broken by the ringing of revolution.
And the filled the room in darkening doom
as the crooked smoke rings rising.
How long will it take, how can we
asks, but no one's advising.
And the quivering floor to the roar,
In a no longer surprising.
As closer and closer comes the of revolution.
So softly they moan, leave us alone
As back and they are pacing.
And they cover their and try not to hear
With of silk they're embracing.
crackling crowd is laughing out loud,
peeking in at the target chasing.
Now inside the ringing of revolution.
compromise sway we gave in half way
When we saw rebellion was growing.
Now everything's lost as they by the cross
the blood of christ is still flowing.
To for their sorrow they've reached their tomorrow
and reaped the seed were sowing.
Now harvested by the of revolution.
In tattered tuxedos they faced the new
and crawled in confusion.
And they sheepishly grinned for memories were dim
of the of dark execution.
hands raised; they stood there amazed
in the of their illusions.
As the windows were by the ringing of revolution.
on our knees we're begging you please,
We're for the way you were driven.
no need to taunt just take what you want,
and make amends, if we're living.
But away from the grounds the flames told the
that the dead are forgiven.
As they inside the ringing of revolution.