Luyện nghe bài hát Vigilante

So
In His
Crowded A

Racial
Left to Go

Misery: Is
He Struggles From

He The Human Wasteland
His Grow Dim

Ring Out
The Crowd
Bodies to Fall
on the Wall
No Time to
Going to
Heaven or

The Air
Blurs His
City
It's Toll
A
For Incision

A Truer
Will Now
No Pain
And Suffering
It All
It Begins
A On This Wavelength
Will
In Things

The Comes
To
A Time to
The
This Is Illusion
Has No Conclusion

A. 38 Hangs from His
His Slung Kind of Low
Shells Lay on The Floor
As The Blood Starts to
The Sirens Scream Outside The
Running to The Scene
Inside A Man All Alone
His Face Obscene