Luyện nghe bài hát The Butchery

And soldier's face is burnt,
and it's a or it's a flash.
And their hands are to rifles now,
and they kill and anything they touch.

So watch the swaying in the breeze,
keeping to the butchery.

And every subway wrecked,
it down and off.
And business men in a panic: "Here come! Here they come!"
And they collect killing love.

So the bat,
a picnic camp.
Keeping to the butchery.

So children come the skyscapers
and the alive.
Come within you.
And the metronome like new,
and the metronome clicks our skulls.

And every window pane is smashed,
and every compass smiling glass.
Here's a where the soldiers came,
to rake up all they could take.

So toss bottle,
another pin.
up the sky in a butchery.

So come burn the skyscapers
and the alive.
Come within you.
And the metronome like new,
and the metronome clicks our skulls.

So children burn the skyscapers
and the alive.
Come clean you.

So children come burn the
and the alive.
Come within you.
And the metronome clicks new,
and the metronome over our skulls.