Luyện nghe bài hát Today's Empires, Tomorrow's Ashes

This tangled web we weave spans Pine to Ruby Ridge
Back to Shay's
On up to
Now cue the ass parade of and commisars and pricks
Drown out the faintest hint of commie heretics

The nail that sticks up gets down
The master's finest tools are
Slack-jawed and
Amidst the
Of screaming and Disney-fied history

the ties that bind are strange
No justice shines upon the cemetary plots marked Hampton, Weaver, or Mae
Where bureas and fraternal orders
Have cast shadows
Permanent features build these borders

But of the
The gap we find between
History and
Founding
Bask in the blinding red glare
bursting in air

But the is
The country learned of ratification
The people had a coffen painted
And born in funeral procession
They buried it deep in the
An an of their disillusion
of their public liberty
Someday,
Today's empires, tomorrow's