Luyện nghe bài hát Platos Tripartite

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

Oh how the fails you completely
When children get treated so sweetly.
The violence is praised, the cemented
(they like nice kids).
Crimes go committed, but lamented
(that doesn't change what did).

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

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

Oh how the system fails you
monstrous children get treated so sweetly.
Standing you in suit and tie,
Don't they just look so (So nice)
Well-practiced tears come to eyes,
"I guess remorse will suffice." (Will suffice)

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

Freedom is delicate, under abject catastrophe.
Stronger than his prison bars are the bars 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 must speak of our own in the rape of a child.

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