Luyện nghe bài hát Same Old Pain

Six million of kin
Ghost pale thin
Six million stars
Holiday in cattle
blue no more name
A number but the same old pain

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

History we don't see
Just how can we be?
It hasn't
It goes on endlessly
Xenophobic hate
And a quest for gain
Keep on with the same old pain

Ten thousand years we've tripped
No group can keep it's nose long
My tribe, my church, my prophecy,
My bloodthirsty racist
Name them, them, blame and claim them
Then 'em up so we can maim them
Washed away by the tide
Ethnic cleansing, genocide

No tyrant atrocities alone
Who are the that fill the ranks?
And the bones?
Inhuman animals or evil freaks?
Or this sickness run deeper than we think?
The is shadowed
And no man sees his
To every soul a undertow
On a cross another Jew
Only His love can see us

Six yellow stars
Black american. Prison
Trail of tears. trees
Manifest
menace from the south
Rouge. Odd man out
Green dance and climb
B the end of the line
Furnace a lullaby
Six God knows why