Luyện nghe bài hát We Want War

Some of these trees have been growing for
The leaves on the floor must be metres deep
The paths are a labyrinth or a trap
Some tides don't turn some things never back.

Secret recordings made in the marsh
I bore a hole in the tree to see
Knights in molecules, here's Gallahad
rising back up, they're rising back up.

Shadows back up, it's happening again
If you listen carefully you might hear whisper:
"We hold all the secrets, we all the words;
But they're and broken so you'll never know"

(And that the Thames flows the grass)
you see them floating like black ash?
Can't you feel them crawling your back?
Can't you feel them breathing down neck?
Sea breeze, sea breeze.