Luyện nghe bài hát Omerta

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

Broken the paradigm an example be set
Invoke the Siren's song and the death warrant.
This what has wrought for 30 pieces if silver
The tongues of men and angels bought by a betrayer

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

Words meant to dwell in shall never see the light of day
can be broken, so can bones
Execute the
Mouth of dirt.
Your name removed from the
St. Peter greets with eyes then turns and locks the gate.

I am the result what's better unspoken
Violence to mend what was broken
You've been talking, been all ears

Omerta.

venal, stupidly verbose
A slip of the tongue, a of the throat
Six under with no marker
my name from your mouth forever.
Free for the living, dead men tell no tales
Your laughing finger never point again.

for me now