Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge

I myself for lovin' you
And the that it showed
You just a painted face
On a trip suicide road

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

I that foolish game we played
And the that was expressed
And the mercy you showed to me
Who ever would have

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

Heard your songs of
And man forever
Acting out his
While his back is whipped

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

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

The ball up on the wall
shown me nothin' yet
I've the price of solitude
But at I'm out of debt

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

We stared into others eyes
one of us would break
No use to
What difference it make?

So sing praise of progress
And of the doom
The naked is still taboo
it can be seen

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