Luyện nghe bài hát With Crippled Wings

Yeah the storms will surely come, (as) as the sun sets in the sky it shall be done.
From that city one the hill, we're gonna wait out till the do still.
At the pay for view, for the chosen few, yeah the storms are gonna come, sure as setting sun.
All aboard the engine number nine, those bound for the our Texas state line.
Here at the shelter for the saints, you'll find rest for the and the faint.
Dry amidst the deluge our city of refuge.
From Athens to London to to Rhome, the stars are gonna shine, from here to Palestine.
When the angels flight deep from the heart of the dark Texas night.

So begins the Exodus to the land of the day.
With blood ticket in your hand, carving out a 'trail of tears' along the way.
Traveling homeward under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
Traveling ever under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
On railroad underground, those bound toward Texas till that great whistle sounds.
And i the train does the tracks, don't for a second that you're getting your money back.
No exchanges, no refunds. Onward on foot you see the rise of the Texas son.
(New America, new America, our song.)

And if you make it over the Jordan, you still have to make it the night.
And if you reach the City, it won't be without a fight.

And at that final resting
We shall abide under the shadow of the saving grace
And when hte bough break
Under the Bible Belt we're
there'll be no hitting allowed
From a single storm
From Athens to to Paris to Rhome

The stars are gonna
From here to
When the angels take
Deep from the heart of the dark night.
With wings