Luyện nghe bài hát Same Old Pain

Six million of kin
Ghost pale bone
Six million yellow
in cattle cars
Tattoo blue no more
A different number but the old pain

Now it's rolled it's way through
To Banja for Greater Serbia
Wave the flag minority
Killing fields or camps
will you leave?
Washed by the darkest tide
Ethnic cleansing, genocide

lessons we don't see
Just how can we be?
It stopped
It goes on endlessly
coward's hate
And a quest for selfish
Keep marching on with the old pain

Ten years we've tripped along
No group can keep it's nose clean
My tribe, my church, my prophecy,
My bloodthirsty policy
Name them, frame them, blame and them
round 'em up so we can maim them
Washed away by the darkest
cleansing, it's genocide

No tyrant performs atrocities
Who are the creatures fill the ranks?
And the bones?
animals or twisted evil freaks?
Or does this sickness run deeper we think?
The heart is
And no man sees his
To every soul a undertow
On a cross hangs Jew
Only His love can see us

Six million stars
Black american. bars
of tears. Lynching trees
Manifest
Brown from the south
Rouge. Odd man out
Green mists and climb
B the end of the line
Furnace a lullaby
Six God knows why