Luyện nghe bài hát Spectre

A spectre is rising in the world
Born of disaster, fed on
From the shackles of slavery, and pain
The are rising to stake their claim

A taste of whip is all that you'll need
To keep you in line, keep you on your knees
We are the bastards of mammon, here to stay
you bowing and scraping till your dying day

A spectre is from sea to sea
A global solution for a global
A is rising from sea to sea
you're conquered, united we're free

Miles you and worlds apart
The bastards of are playing their part
To fatten their bellies and our hearts
nightmare, war is art

The face of the master is the of the whore
Hungry for money, always for more
Hear him scratching outside of your door
To feed on children and conquer your shores

One if by land, two if by sea
Three when we you, down on your knees
Blinded by prophets sick with
With holy irreverence we do as we

What terrified me terrify others
I need only describe the
Which had haunted my pillow

"What terrified me will others.
I only describe the spectre which had haunted my midnight pillow."
-Mary W.