Luyện nghe bài hát Intervention

never you for a thing
yet you me aside
on knee I served
and day was the birth of a slow death
defiler I was meat at table
I would pay not to fall your grace
my blood and my tears tokens
I was to be expelled
to you I was a number

forgotten on the block
my flows like any others
to find in my disgrace
you held my life in hands
your exceptance the air I

day after day I wonder
will I exhaust
this effort cursed to an existence
of being to you
grant me or let me die

your grip my throat
and choke my life
that you appear
I succumb to pleading
this be the day of intervention?