Luyện nghe bài hát Demoncrats

I am not he, nor master, nor
No crown to wear, no cross to in stations
I am not he, nor shall be, warlord of
These heroes have run before me, now dead the flesh piles, see?
for their promised resurrection, there is none
Nothing but the marker, or cross
In upon these graves
Promise of the ribbon was all it
Where only the strap would leave it's mark upon slaves
What flag to thrust this flesh, rag, bandage,
Mop in their flowing
Taken aside, they pointed a way, for god, queen and country
Now in silence lie
ran before these masters, children of sorrow
As slaves to that trilogy had no future
They believed in democracy, of speech
Yet dead on the piles I hear no breath
I hear no hope, no whisper of
From those who have for some others' privilege
Out your palaces, princes and queens
Out from your churches, you clergy, you
neither live nor die for your dreams
I'll make no subscription to your