Luyện nghe bài hát Omerta

Whoever appeals to the law his fellow man is either a fool
Or a
cannot take care of himself 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"
is the rule of honor

Broken the paradigm an must be set
Invoke the song and sign the death warrant.
This what has been for 30 pieces if silver
The tongues of men and angels bought by a betrayer

I am the result what's better unspoken
Violence begins to mend what was
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.
name removed from the registry
St. Peter greets with empty then turns and locks the gate.

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

Omerta.

Cheaply venal, stupidly
A of the tongue, a slit of the throat
Six under with no marker
Keep my name from mouth forever.
Free speech for the living, men tell no tales
Your laughing will never point again.

for me now