Luyện nghe bài hát Sounds of War

Sounds of chains we hear far behind
Mechanic noises of magic
war machines are on their way
I'm knowing is no place to stay

Time will we'll have to pay
An evil war come some day
I frosty atmosphere
Don't you see that the is near

guns I hear from everywhere loud
Bombs are falling out of gray clouds
are coming, beware of the chains
Children are suffering, they cry for

But chains are coming and smash them down
Bombs burn houses and everything
No use of crying, it to be the end
It seems to be the end of this rotten

I was born, oh, tell me
I was born, oh, tell me

Killing children, who doesn't hatred
Torturing people, for this mess
Tell me the sense of life
Killing each other with guns and

I was born, oh, tell me
I was born, oh, tell me

Chains are coming and they them down
Fires burns houses and everything
No use of crying, it to be the end
It to be the end of this rotten land

I was born, oh, me why?
I was born, oh, me why?