Luyện nghe bài hát Salt On The Earth (another Man's Poison)

Out of the East a prince shall
To summon from the skies.
I'm lord of wasteland - where my word is law
My pestilence, famine and war
Turn to orphans - make wives into widows
Then laugh at your plight behind bullet-proof
With swords made of "Black Gold" the world is my
all you could wish for yet still I want more.
Out of the the prince shall rise.
are the victims (the ones who survived)
To bury their families with their pride
Forgotten, forsaken, defenceless and
They their blessings whilst counting the cost.
All they can do is pray that his greed shall him
But they choke on another man's poison.
Should we our cheeks so the mad and the twisted
May strike us again 'cus we resisted?
They'll slaughter our allies - invade all our
Then when they come here there'll be left to save us...
Then we'll be the victims - the who must fight
Bury our and our human rights
To the hands of a all liberty lost
He'll the rewards while The Earth pays the cost
Spill oil on troubled waters - believe divine
By calling it an "act of war" you up the crime.