Luyện nghe bài hát Summer's Last Sound

The are coming in off the coast
The smell of corpses passed in
Mass graves uncovered, must be abroad - it can't be
I can your violence, but I still don't understand
How when the past seems dead and you've got the
In the palm of hand
Run quick (noble?) streets
Where killers
Our get bricks in windows
And foreigners get hushed-up
And you're waiting for a knock at the
Which would tell if you spent the next few
Free from life by petrol bombs
The price of bread went up five pence
And an was kicked to death again

And I'm scared for my for the first time in it
And we've all along that a home can put your life at risk
So I guess we'll disperse again
And the s are off the land
The targets lure them in

be absurd, it can't be here
Until we find a to settle
just keep moving on
We in flocks like birds, no one dares to move along
a sea of bleached skulls
Chased by in all its forms
Over mountains, under
We to kill, let's shoot for fun
Across a burning skies, we never stop to sleep or eat
Death always finds us in the end, its shadows
hot and plains, a killer wants to see us slain
Over fields of wheat and grain, through the endless, pouring
Why can we never find a safe place to
And we find ourselves through providing hand
At the close of day