Luyện nghe bài hát These Are the Days

These are the days, marching t'ward us with vengeance in eyes.
These are the days, racing t'ward us blood on their teeth and lips.

And I can hardly wait to hear that trumpet sound pouring down out across the land.

These, these are the days that must to you.
These, are the days that must happen to you.

These are the that must happen to you,
bloody times for God's chosen few.
our instruments swords, weapons of war,
marching around the city times.
And I can hardly wait to hear that trumpet sound, pouring down a cross out across the land.

So we approach the end, when God judges sin.
the time is running thin,
Let the begin.
Four... three... two... one...
Yeah the whole world is gonna
'When The Breaks'.
And it feels the
Of God's swift sword.

These are the days that must to you,
the stars are aligned for all God's few.
So all you bands, doing headstands,
thinking you'll turn the world down.
Put guitars up over your shoulders.
A new sort of experience is over
'cos we're simply the best in the whole damn land.
and Is The Reason'.

The is ours for the taking.
And a host of many more heavenly are on their way.
are the days.