Luyện nghe bài hát Platos Tripartite

I forgot to you for the blood you shed,
And obligatory contribution to the community.
Are you dense or so fuckin' inbred
You think all is forgiven and all is forgotten?
But them of nothing, despite their impunity.

Oh how the system you completely
When monstrous children get so sweetly.
The is praised, the decision cemented
(they seem nice kids).
go committed, but never lamented
(that doesn't change they did).

when they lock up an innocent victim.
The only thing more broken than her spirit is the system.
They lock up femininity, with the illusion that choice is free.

You your bed when you were born in your bones,
So lay back, sweetheart, in a you only sometimes own.
Lay back upon concrete floors and rest your drunken soul.
What more could a ask for than to be treated like a hole?

Oh how the system fails you
When children get treated so sweetly.
Standing you in suit and tie,
they just look so nice? (So nice)
Well-practiced come to their eyes,
"I guess remorse will suffice." (Will suffice)

That's when lock up,
when they lock up your bones,
That's when they up,
Femininity infected the illusion that choice, choice is

is delicate, cracking under abject catastrophe.
Stronger than his bars are the bars around her memory.

It's irrelevant, her to me.
No one is innocent if go free.
No one is if they go free.
When we hand the beast, and the beast runs wild,
We speak of our own involvement in the rape of a child.

irrelevant, her relation to me.
No one is if they go free.
No one is if they go free.
That's when they up,
That's they lock up your bones,
That's when they up,
infected with the illusion that choice, choice is