Luyện nghe bài hát With Crippled Wings

Yeah the storms will surely come, (as) sure as the sun in the sky it shall be done.
From city one the hill, we're gonna wait out till the winds do still.
At the pay for view, for the chosen few, yeah the storms are gonna come, sure as setting sun.
All aboard the number nine, those bound for the Jordan our Texas state line.
Here at the for the saints, you'll find rest for the weary and the faint.
Dry the deluge inside our city of refuge.
Athens to London to Paris 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 to the land of the unclouded day.
blood bought ticket in your hand, carving out a 'trail of tears' along the way.
Traveling ever under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
Traveling ever under (a) crippled, angry, new America.
On that railroad underground, those bound toward till that great whistle sounds.
And i the train does the tracks, think for a second that you're getting your money back.
No exchanges, no refunds. on foot till 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 the Holy City, it won't be without a fight.

And at that resting place
We shall abide the shadow of the Almighty's saving grace
And when hte bough does
Under the Belt we're safe
Where be no hitting allowed
a single storm cloud
From to London to Paris to Rhome

The are gonna shine
From here to
When the angels flight
Deep from the of the dark Texas night.
crippled wings