Luyện nghe bài hát Omega

What a skeletal of man this is

flesh and feeble bones
The of temple where the whores and villains
Try to the holistic tomes

rampant with free thought to free form in the free and clear
And the matters at hand are shelled out lint at a laundromat
To sift and focus on the bigger, now

We all have a little sin than needs venting, for the rending
And laws and systems and stems a from branches of office
Do you know your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose or serve?

Wind inside of your atavistic allure
The of a summer spent
And a winter

For the rest of us there is Sunday
The day of the that reeks of rest
But all we do is our breath

So we can wade naked into the pool
And our hand on the big black book
To watch the knives zig-zag between our aching

A vacation is a
T minus your life and
Time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube and hope you get a

What the fuck is all for?
(What the goin' on?)
up!
I could go on and on, but, move on shall we?

Say, you're me and I'm you and all watch the things we do
And like a smack of spite they threw me the stairs
Haven't felt like this in
The great of malicious magnanimous refuse
Let me go and plunge me into the dead spot

That's where you go there's no one else around
Its you and there was never anyone to begin with now was there?

Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly
With their thumb on the pulse and a finger on the
'Classified' my ass! a fucking secret and you know it
Government is another way to say, 'Better Than

Its like ice but no pick, a murder that won't stick
It's like a whole other world where you can the food
But you can't touch the

Hah, luck
you can vote for
Isn't sweet?

And we're all gonna die some day 'cuz the American way
And I've drunk too and said too little
When you're gaffer taped in the middle say a prayer, save
Get together and

(See happening)
up!
(Fuck you!)
you

I'm sorry I could go on and on but it's time to on so
Remember a wreck, an accident
Forget the freak, just nature

the gun oiled and the temple clean
Shit, and blaspheme
Let the heads and the engine run
Because in the end everything we do is everything we've done