Luyện nghe bài hát The Chosen Ones

Marching across the sands
Condemned to drift from land to
No food or water or rain
So many tears and so much
It's a road the nights are so cold
A thousand from my home
Now the becomes our homeland
There is no for those who roam...roam

They call the CHOSEN ONES
But just a lie
They call them the ONES
Yet so die
If the CHOSEN ONES
the sky
Who them the CHOSEN ONES
To and die
Only the here now is real...so real

and arrows cannot defame
When invoke thy masters name
The north star beyond the gate
To in strife is their only fate...oh
A miles but I still roam....still I roam!!!
A foretold, the armies can't hold
The burning on the scroll...still I roam...burn!

They call the CHOSEN ONES
But that's a lie
They them the CHOSEN ONES
Yet so die
If they're the ONES
the sky
Why must these CHOSEN
and die...
Only the here now is real...march!
A million away
Oh...my god why have you me
Oh...we'll never