Luyện nghe bài hát Medieval

Caught in the grass, got separated from his company
Those men he were friends turned out to be the enemy
Their were black not brown, they marched to a different step
But he tuned in to their frequency
By up one fret
But the one that united them
Was all had life to give
But it wasn't their to serve that way, but to kill so they may live
We are sound, we are sound, we are

Set marching, stop them thinking
Psyche them up your will
Stir them up with frantic
Send them out to kill, kill, kill, kill

We are sound we are we are sound

Back in human form, skin tight uniform, caught the barbed wire
Back in human form, skin uniform, crucified upon the barbed wire
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