Luyện nghe bài hát The Web

The rain at my window
Its echoes in my womb
My gaze scans the of this apartment
To rectify the of my tomb

I'm the cyclops in the
I'm the soul the cause
Crying my rubber plants
Ignoring doors
Clippings ancient newspapers
Lie scattered the floor
Stained by the from a shattered glass
Meaningless
by time
Faded photos the pain
Celluloid leeches my mind
Christ finished playing hangman
cast the fateful dice
Advice, advice, advice me, shroud shall not suffice
And thus the web

to discard these clinging memories
I only to wallow in our past
I fabricate the with my excuses
It's strands I and pray shall last
Oh please do
Oh please do

The fly trap the insects
Ivy caresses the
Needles love to the junkies
The sirens seduce their call
has deserted me, with you it has forsaken me
Confused and rejected, and alone,
I kiss on its fevered brow
Security me
threatening me
Christ, reasons were so obvious
As my friends have
I laughed away your tears, but even jesters cry
But even cry

I realize I hold the key to
Ohh I let my life be ruled by threads
The time has come to make
The have to be made

I I hold the key to freedom
I cannot let my life be ruled by
The has come to make decisions
The changes to be made

Now I you
The does have its say
all but forgotten
A mote in my
have been made
They've made
been made

Decisions been made
I've my fears, all my fears
The flaming shroud, the flaming
Thus the web, the web, the web, the web, the web