Luyện nghe bài hát The Web

The auditions at my window
Its symphony in my womb
My gaze scans the walls of apartment
To rectify the of my tomb

I'm the cyclops in the
I'm the without the cause
Crying 'midst my plants
Ignoring doors
Clippings from ancient
Lie across the floor
Stained by the wine from a glass
Meaningless
by time
Faded photos the pain
Celluloid bleeding my mind
Christ finished playing hangman
You've the fateful dice
Advice, advice, advice me, this shall not suffice
And thus the web

Attempting to discard these clinging
I serve to wallow in our past
I fabricate the weave my excuses
It's strands I hope and pray shall
Oh please do
Oh please do

The fly trap the insects
Ivy caresses the
make love to the junkies
The sirens with their call
Confidence has me, with you it has forsaken me
and rejected, despised and alone,
I isolation on its fevered brow
Security me
threatening me
Christ, reasons were so obvious
As my friends qualified
I only laughed away your tears, but even cry
But jesters cry

I realize I the key to freedom
Ohh I cannot let my life be by threads
The time has come to make
The have to be made

I realize I the key to freedom
I cannot let my life be ruled by
The time has come to decisions
The changes to be made

Now I you
The past does its say
You're all but
A in my heart
Decisions been made
been made
They've made

have been made
I've conquered my fears, all my
The flaming shroud, the shroud
Thus the web, the web, the web, the web, the web