Luyện nghe bài hát Omerta

Whoever appeals to the law against his man is either a fool
Or a
Whoever cannot take care of without that law is both
For a wounded man will shall say to his
"If I live, I kill you. If I die, you are forgiven"
Such is the rule of

Broken the an example must be set
Invoke the Siren's and sign the death warrant.
This what has been wrought for 30 if silver
The of men and angels bought by a beloved betrayer

I am the what's better left unspoken
Violence begins to what was broken
You've been talking, been all ears.

Words meant to dwell in darkness shall never see the of day
Words can be broken, so can
the mandate
Mouth of dirt.
Your removed from the registry
St. Peter greets with empty eyes then and locks the gate.

I am the result better left unspoken
Violence begins to mend what was
You've been talking, I've been all

Omerta.

Cheaply venal, verbose
A of the tongue, a slit of the throat
Six feet under no marker
my name from your mouth forever.
Free speech for the living, dead men no tales
Your finger will never point again.

for me now