Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge

I myself for lovin' you
And the weakness it showed
You were a painted face
On a trip down road

The was set, the lights went out
All around the old
I hate myself for you
And I'm the curtain fell

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

I out on lower broadway
And I felt that within
That hollow place martyrs weep
And play with sin

Heard your of freedom
And man forever
Acting out his
his back is being whipped

Like a in orbit
beaten 'til he's tame
All for a glory
And it's a dirty, rotten

There are who worship loneliness
I'm not one of
In this age of
I'm for a gem

The ball up on the wall
Hasn't me nothin' yet
paid the price of solitude
But at last I'm out of

I can't recall a useful
You did for me
'Cept pat me on the one time
When I was on my

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

So sing your praise of
And of the doom
The naked truth is taboo
it can be seen

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