Luyện nghe bài hát Summer's Last Sound

The are coming in off the coast
The of corpses passed them in
Mass graves uncovered, be abroad - it can't be here
I can sense your violence, but I don't understand
How when the past dead and you've got the future
In the of your hand
Run quick through (noble?)
killers hide
Our fruits get bricks in
And foreigners get trials
And you're waiting for a at the door
Which would if you spent the next few years
Free life attacked by petrol bombs
The price of went up five pence today
And an immigrant was kicked to death

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

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