Luyện nghe bài hát The Charge

Our speaks in thunder from a thousand village halls
In blood and and sacrifice, in honouring every call
So the forces gathered against the thorn a-piercing in side
A brave new world is beckoning so the olden must die.
In the offices of the city, at all the tables of oak and
The snares are laid and for the approaching of the hour
A hundred justifications and the presses are ready to
The to the nation they are firmly under control

On, on, on, cried the at the back
We went galloping the blackened hills
And the gaping trap
The bridges are burnt behind us and waiting guns ahead
Into the valley of death rode the brave

We called for assistance from the friends that we had known
But is the 1980s and we were on our own
We never felt like heroes or martyrs to a
battle-weary soldiers in a bloody civil war

The massacre now is over and the new enshrined
While a of the nation are abandoned far behind
Their offer the clich?words, so righteous in defeat
But no one needs morality when isn't enough to eat
The unity is broken and the loyalty songs are fake
I'll screw my brother for even a glimpse at a piece of the cake
We cry in private here behind the shuttered glass
we think of the charge of this brigade, the severing of the past