Luyện nghe bài hát Summer's Last Sound

The are coming in off the coast
The smell of corpses them in
Mass uncovered, must be abroad - it can't be here
I can sense your violence, but I still understand
How when the past dead and you've got the future
In the palm of hand
Run through (noble?) streets
Where hide
Our get bricks in windows
And get hushed-up trials
And you're waiting for a knock at the
Which would tell if you the next few years
Free from life attacked by petrol
The price of went up five pence today
And an immigrant was kicked to again

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

Don't be absurd, it can't be
Until we a place to settle
We'll keep moving on
We stay in flocks like birds, no one dares to move
Across a sea of bleached
by death in all its forms
Over mountains, suns
We shoot to kill, shoot for fun
Across a desert's skies, we never stop to sleep or eat
Death always finds us in the end, its shadows
Over hot and plains, a killer wants to see us
Over fields of and grain, through the endless, pouring rain
Why can we never find a place to land?
And we find ourselves God's providing hand
At the of every day