Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge

I hate myself for you
And the that it showed
You were just a face
On a trip suicide road

The stage was set, the lights out
All the old hotel
I myself for lovin' you
And I'm glad the curtain

I that foolish game we played
And the need was expressed
And the mercy that you to me
Who ever would guessed?

I went out on broadway
And I that place within
That hollow where martyrs weep
And angels play sin

your songs of freedom
And man stripped
out his folly
While his is being whipped

a slave in orbit
He's beaten 'til tame
All for a moment's
And it's a dirty, shame

There are those who loneliness
I'm not one of
In age of fiberglass
I'm for a gem

The crystal up on the wall
Hasn't me nothin' yet
I've paid the of solitude
But at I'm out of debt

I recall a useful thing
You did for me
'Cept pat me on the back one
When I was on my

We stared into each eyes
'Til one of us break
No use to
What difference would it

So sing your of progress
And of the machine
The naked is still taboo
Whenever it can be

Lady who shines on me
Will tell you I'm at
I hate for lovin' you
But I should get that