Luyện nghe bài hát Platos Tripartite

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

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

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

You made your bed when you 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 lady ask for than to be treated a hole?

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

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

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

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

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