Luyện nghe bài hát Sentencing

The smell of her
Struggles to everything,
Inside this ringing
Though subdued, the silence seems to sing
Whoa-oh, I you so!
Whoa-oh, I you so!

My name is
My role is
Unless I've become
In of consequence,
I'm only as reliable as the defendant's defense is

I am the
though I'm unwilling to be and accept evil
as my own - and sentient will

Nothing sense anymore
When murder's a smistake that you have made
Nothing sense anymore
So a sick and guilty man will be born again with saved

precendent will see to that
I'll see to
He'll see to
impossible given the incident,
Given his state, to imagine it playing out any other way

He was admitted on day
As the doctor his case,
There implausibilities he couldn't place
It was obvious that was something more to this patient
Something had been
It's this hole I can see in each of his
where all the events that happen in this world just kind of fall through.
It's loneliness, loneliness

makes sense anymore
When murder's a mistake that you have made
Nothing makes sense
So a sick and guilty man will be born again with saved