Luyện nghe bài hát The Mask Of Anarchy

Waging wars of liberty, under a veil of
In procession it arrived, one by one and side by
To out the sense of will, dead earth upon dead earth we till
Until in union we praise, thou art god and and grace

On a white horse it
Expressionless one deprived
He is anarchy no
And on his the shadow rests
Trampling English land
Blood of the on hand
And in the blood swept claim
The right to in its name

What is slavery you could tell? To tast freedom and taste
Yet when its very name has grown a echo of its own
And forced upon this forgery, life blood of society
A of what you believe, no more value than you see

It is to be a slave in soul and to no strong control
Over your own wills but be all others make you see
And so accept the consequence behind the of our defence
Afraid to see beyond the mask in the final stained task

In the of the dark, a cornered hunter bares his mark
Cast the abyss, screaming whirlwinds cry sadness

I see, I cannot feel, only anger rising
Like a spreading now, lonely life subsiding

I am frozen gone in the pandemonium
All is lost all is spent, lost and hiding

Rise like lions after
In un vanquish able
Shake your chains to like dew
Which in sleep had on you
You are they are few
You are many are few