Luyện nghe bài hát Dime Store Mystery

He was banged and battered, skewered and bleeding
crippled on the cross
Was His mind reeling and heaving,
Fleeing a loss

The things He hadn't touched or
His senses slowly away
Not like Buddha, not like
wouldn't rise through Him again

I find it easy to
He might question His beliefs
The beginning of the last
story mystery

The duality of nature, nature
Human nature splits the
Fully human, fully and divided
The great soul

Split into pieces, whirling pieces, opposites
the front, the side, the back
The mind attacks

I know feeling, I know it from before
Descartes through Hegel belief is never
Dime mystery, last temptation

I was sitting, drumming, thinking, thumping,
The of life
Outside the city shrieking, screaming,
The mysteries of

a funeral tomorrow
At St. Patrick's the bells ring for you
Ah, what must you have thinking
When you the time had come for you

I wish I hadn't thrown my time
On so much and so much less divine
The end of the temptation
The end of a store mystery