Luyện nghe bài hát Vigil-Anti

George had the of the spokesman. Script prepared - took a week
to write... how their house was an eyesore, kid was an outlaw,
was a whore who bored the neighbours. Fists were raised, pledges
over ten grenades and of petrol. George would strike the first
match if put up a fight or pulled down the shutters. Soldiers
blue. sunburned - see the light dance on their hair, the
fair and skin, the shins of metal. Men of mental discipline
(their favourite word). It's in cries, it's heard in whispers,
in the candlelight of ceremonies clandestine where are empty,
words are anti-this and anti-that. The vigilantes their hats to
cleaner sheets, greener valleys. Marble queens sing -
out the trash in the name of the Lord.