Luyện nghe bài hát Omega

What a wreck of man this is

Translucent flesh and feeble
The kind of where the whores and villains
Try to tempt the holistic

Running rampant with free to free form in the free and clear
And the matters at hand are out like lint at a laundromat
To sift and on the bigger, better now

We all a little sin than needs venting, virtues for the rending
And laws and and stems a rift from branches of office
Do you know your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose or serve?

Wind down inside of atavistic allure
The of a summer spent
And a earned

For the of us there is always Sunday
The day of the week reeks of rest
But all we do is our breath

So we can wade naked into the pool
And place our hand on the big book
To watch the knives between our aching fingers

A is a countdown
T minus your and counting
Time to drag your across the sugar cube and hope you get a taste

What the fuck is all this
(What the goin' on?)
up!
I could go on and on, but, move on shall we?

Say, me and I'm you and they all watch the things we do
And like a of spite they threw me down the stairs
felt like this in years
The great of malicious magnanimous refuse
Let me go and plunge me into the spot again

That's where you go when there's no one around
Its just you and there was never to begin with now was there?

Sanctimonious pretentious bastards
With their thumb on the and a finger on the trigger
'Classified' my ass! Thats a fucking secret and you it
Government is another way to say, 'Better You'

Its like ice but no pick, a charge that won't stick
It's like a whole other where you can smell the food
But you can't the silverware

Hah, luck
you can vote for
Isn't that

And we're all gonna die day 'cuz thats the American way
And I've too much and said too little
When you're gaffer taped in the middle say a prayer, save
Get together and

(See happening)
up!
(Fuck you!)
you

I'm sorry I could go on and on but it's to move on so
you're a wreck, an accident
Forget the freak, you're just

Keep the gun oiled and the clean
Shit, and blaspheme
Let the heads and the engine run
Because in the end we do is just everything we've done