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 binds
The eternal tie defines
The vanity of my in due time
shine
Like the seas under the moon
The corners of familiar rooms
Yet i'm
With vanishing into air
The realization that this is my cross to bear
So
Did I I could run away to see
The people that to leave without asking me
But we
Decide to for happier tomorrows
And find someone so they can be from our sorrow
But my distraction's the and paper that I scrawl in
I'm eloquent as summer breeze and leaves that just fallen
I've crawled in a corner hoping all of this end
With the knowledge that love is just word for revenge
I who have nothing but the comfort of my
I who have nothing but the of my friends

I, I who nothing
I, I who no one
I, I who nothing
I, I who no one
Verse II:
As I decay, demons prey me like a vulture
Ability to endure contradiction is a high of culture
Verbal sculptures, defacing
It is not God or lunacy that I am
But the of the purity and passion of my words
The of cattle babble on with talk of the absurd
But I
To walk away from all the
To find my life is confusing than a rubics cube
So I'm
In all my of verbal prods
To live alone one must be an or a God
But it's
All of my pain is clear as
The natural side of life has now been seeming
But I can hit you
And rest assured that I'ma last
I could give a fuck ya secrets and ya passwords
I get past words and ability to hurt you
is a virtue and knowledge is a commercial
I who have nothing but the pain that referred to
I who have nothing but the pain I've referred to

Verse III:
Lost the miracles, I stand alone
And have grown into a being that's sitting on top a
known
For years that I would turn to rust
I find a for another breath
Before my to dust
I become one with and mathematics and the rising of the sun
I'm
To all of who blind and cannot see
The chastiser of the
Perception requires
Inspect your soul, the of coal inside the body
I hardly, come across them who's holy
them to the chairmen to control thee
Burning of the sun and frigidness of the
The is new but the war is now old
You can never see the merest of a halo
Above the head of djin who's deadly like tornado
The has become an aquarium
Full of gaping fish murderous smiles
I on the other hand on the outside looking in
Writing down vows
I who have nothing but the lack of
And I who nothing but chains and suffocation