Luyện nghe bài hát Salt of the Earth (Another Man's Poison)

Out of the East a shall rise
To summon fire the skies.

I'm lord of wasteland - where my word is law
My bedfellows pestilence, and war
children to orphans - make wives into widows
Then laugh at your plight bullet-proof windows
swords made of "Black Gold" the world is my whore
I've all you could for yet still I want more.

Out of the the prince shall rise.

They are the (the ones who survived)
To their families along with their pride
Forgotten, forsaken, and lost
They count their blessings counting the cost.
All they can do is pray that his greed shall him
But they choke on another man's poison.

Should we turn our cheeks so the mad and the
May strike us again 'cus we never
slaughter our allies - invade all our neighbours
Then when they come here there'll be none to save us...

Then we'll be the victims - the ones who must
Bury our and our human rights
To the of a madman all liberty lost
He'll reap the rewards while The Earth pays the
Spill oil on troubled waters - believe divine
By it an "act of war" you cover up the crime.