Luyện nghe bài hát Dirge

I myself for lovin' you
And the that it showed
You were a painted face
On a trip down road

The was set, the lights went out
All the old hotel
I hate myself for you
And I'm glad the curtain

I hate that game we played
And the need was expressed
And the mercy you showed to me
Who would have guessed?

I went out on broadway
And I felt that within
That hollow place martyrs weep
And angels with sin

Heard songs of freedom
And man stripped
Acting out his
While his back is being

Like a slave in
He's 'til he's tame
All for a moment's
And it's a dirty, rotten

are those who worship loneliness
I'm not one of
In this age of
I'm for a gem

The crystal ball up on the
Hasn't shown me yet
I've paid the of solitude
But at I'm out of debt

I can't recall a useful
You did for me
'Cept pat me on the one time
When I was on my

We into each others eyes
'Til one of us break
No use to
difference would it make?

So your praise of progress
And of the machine
The naked is still taboo
Whenever it can be

Lady luck who on me
Will tell you I'm at
I hate myself for you
But I should get over