Luyện nghe bài hát Time For Bedlam

Descending the cold of the institution for the politically insane
Never to be again
Saying to daylight
From henceforth I shall rot in stinking bed of wet

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

Ah...
Like a little slave!
my milk
From the tit of the state!
Clearly designed to suppress thought of escape

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

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

Ah...
We never alone!
No pity! No pity! Don't no pity for me in this filthy 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 eternal
I was justified...