Luyện nghe bài hát Year of the Dead

Dawn my
Thinking of
In my yesterdays

And the was in
Watching as children
birds of the sin

And the Son rise
a morning star overhead
Bring on the
In the year of the

me true
Thinking of all white
And the kings of

With nights so bright
through darkest of hour
And the main filled

And the Son will
a morning star overhead
Bring on the
In the of the dead

And the Son will
Shining and still overhead
Washing
In the of the dead

and remember me
You want to open to be
You want to remember
You want to to be free
got to get up, get up, go remember me
You've got to get up, get up, go to be
You've got to get up, get up, go me
got to get up, get up, go to be free