Luyện nghe bài hát I Who Have Nothing

I, I who nothing...
I: Ikon
Intersections in time
The unbroken and dimensions of the mind
The tie that
The tie that defines
The vanity of my in due time
shine
Like the night seas under the
The haunted of familiar rooms
Yet i'm
vanishing into thin air
The realization that this is my cross to bear
So
Did I think I could run to see
The people that to leave without asking me
But we
Decide to for happier tomorrows
And someone so they can be distractions from our sorrow
But my distraction's the books and that I scrawl in
I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves have just fallen
crawled in a corner hoping all of this will end
With the knowledge love is just another word for revenge
I who have but the comfort of my sins
I who have but the comfort of my friends

I, I who have
I, I who no one
I, I who nothing
I, I who no one
II: Ikon
As I decay, demons prey me like a vulture
Ability to endure contradiction is a high of culture
Verbal sculptures, self
It is not God or lunacy I am facing
But the erasing of the and passion of my words
The herds of cattle on with talk of the absurd
But I
To away from all the feuds
To find my life is more confusing than a cube
So I'm
In all my words of verbal
To live alone one be an animal or a God
But official
All of my is clear as crystal
The natural side of life has now been artificial
But I can hit you
And rest that I'ma last words
I could give a fuck about ya secrets and ya
I get past words and ability to hurt you
Patience is a virtue and knowledge is a
I who have nothing but the pain that referred to
I who have nothing but the pain I've referred to

Verse Ikon
Lost among the miracles, I stand
And have grown into a being that's sitting on top a
known
For many years that I turn to rust
I find a reason for another
Before my return to
I become one with science and and the rising of the sun
I'm
To all of who blind and cannot see
The chastiser of the
requires duality
Inspect soul, the color of coal inside the body
I have hardly, come across them who's
Send them to the chairmen to control
Burning of the sun and frigidness of the
The is new but the war is now old
You can see the merest shadow of a halo
Above the head of evil djin who's deadly tornado
The world has an aquarium
of gaping fish with murderous smiles
I on the other hand stand on the outside in
Writing down murderous
I who have but the lack of variation
And I who nothing but chains and suffocation