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

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

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

Out of the East the shall rise.

They are the (the ones who survived)
To bury their families along their pride
Forgotten, forsaken, defenceless and
count their blessings whilst counting the cost.
All they can do is pray his greed shall destroy him
But meanwhile they choke on another poison.

Should we turn our cheeks so the mad and the
May strike us again 'cus we resisted?
slaughter our allies - invade all our neighbours
Then when come here there'll be none left to save us...

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