Luyện nghe bài hát What's Left Of The Flag

His they close
and his last breath
he had all to be seen
a once full
now an vase
wilt the
on his grave

walk me boy
walk me boy
and by morning be free
that golden tear
from mother dear
and what's left
of the for me
the rosery beads
count 1 2 3
apart as they hit the floor
in a garb of
we pay respect
to the colour we were born to
away me boys
walk away me
and my morning we'll be
that golden tear
from your mother
and what's left
of the for me

In a ruin
an angry festered
full of hatered and
where I pick and
at the mess
silent rage that now fills my
for are many ways
to a man they say
bayonette axe or sword
but son a fired
from a guise
leaves but the of a Thompson gun

away me boy
walk away me
and by we'll be free
that golden tear
from your mother
and raise what's
of the for me

from the out to the western shore
where many men and more will fall
but no angel flys me tonight
though reigns on all
and the name for which
we slaved our
so man chose Kingdom Come
But sure as turns day
the fashion pallay
oh my god
what have they
madmen rage
well the craze
but the rise again you fools

walk me boys
walk me boys
and my morning