Luyện nghe bài hát Spoils Of Victory

Look to the north, look to the east, look to the west and
On all horizons storm clouds loom and roll the sky
The river bursts its banks and vomits into the mouth
As thunder the silence, a young child cries!

Between the night and the days first light the leaders a pact
To the rotting corpse of war and set the wheels in motion
The stage a heaving would support the final act
While the authors hide in sattelites or beneath the ocean

And in this play cast as fools
To blindly By others' rules

Now the dust has settled and the stench completely
Then return the to claim their wretched crown
But from the fleshheaps of the slain, there comes no
game is over, the chips are down

You like a breath from the angel of death
Famine, disease and a life on knees, guaranteed
When you put them in