Luyện nghe bài hát Time For Bedlamn

Descending the cold steps of the institution for the politically
to be seen again
Saying farewell to
From henceforth I shall rot in bed of wet straw

Right the ashes of life...
I learned to
What to
not to say
From cradle to

Ah...
Like a good slave!
my milk
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 specimen to my throne
With an army of butterflies placid and prone

Ah...
We never alone!
No pity! No pity! Don't want no pity for me in this cell
see you in hell...

After centuries of living with nothing but my
fingers clawing through the walls of my incarceration
Escaping the clutches of eternal
I was justified...