Luyện nghe bài hát Time For Bedlam

Descending the cold steps of the institution for the insane
Never to be again
Saying farewell to
From henceforth I shall rot in bed of wet straw

Right from the of life...
I to behave
to believe
not to say
From to grave

Ah...
a good little slave!
Sucking my
From the tit of the state!
Clearly designed to every thought of escape

Ah...
I to fate!
No pity... No pity!
Don't no pity for me in this filthy cell
see you in hell... see you in hell!

Frozen in time, I'm a pinned to my throne
an army of butterflies pilloried placid and prone

Ah...
We were alone!
No pity! No pity! Don't want no pity for me in this cell
see you in hell...

After centuries of living with but my convictions
fingers clawing through the walls of my incarceration
Escaping the clutches of damnation
I was justified...