Luyện nghe bài hát Soft Targets Dig Softer Graves

Now's the
To all your rage
And frustration
And focus it in a way
It's to fight,
but for the democracy...

That's been ripped from beneath our
Is it to believe
That killing the innocent's
Ridiculous to believe that nothing to attest.
But it is to that nothing can be done.
people are not machines.
They're living, breathing, they're dying,
They're beings who cry,
"Please don't kill me" in the trembling frequencies.

screams "Have you forgotten?"
In six minute intervals so loud you can't escape them.
But now I'll ask, you forgotten
the field?
About men in boxes, the field,
about a treaty of a in the swamp?
safe to say, it's safe to say,
I'll forget the day
(I first heard voice)
Laced with of hate and vengeance

Now is the (X10)

I suppose all matters is
Dulce et est Pro Patria Mori,
Or at lease it still acts an effective facade
to the burning:
Bush's political agenda.

How sweet and fitting is it to die for one greed? (X2)