Luyện nghe bài hát An Experiment In Transience

addict...
On a spiral towards my mortal end: and beginning.
A dependence that I can never impede; wanting, nor able to.
For I and die for the compulsion.
An experience few discover, and even wish to return from.
that it can't be shared.
I must lead this life of seclusion, to my continuous revealing crusade.
Far a fixation, it is now my life's labor.
Rudimentary is all I utilize.
A device so simple, yet so - an inaccuracy insures failure...
Guile, yet for its only function...
the voyage.
My in the care of this specially crafted tool; it is the only gray for me to return.
I to explore lain...
There is s o more to be known!
to the mechanism, I prepare...
Essential wires attach, restraints me into position.
I'm ready...
The flick of a switch the commencement...
A controlled current is administered.
The short lived pain I pass through, is a mere token price...
Clinically dead; yet I so alive.
Here again, I to explore in haste - time is restricted.
My natural physical is of no use here.
A sensation so is overpowering.
I must resist the to stay...
Turning away from the I see before me, I look for new areas to explore...
It vaguely different each time I come...
it be evolving?
The only thing that is certain is I'm being watched...
Concentrating, I out distractions.
To tie in the increasing of thoughts, emotions, sensations,
Insinuating what this place is...
It must be a gateway of a collection point; Collecting at is now theirs.
I know my time is up as I sense them approach,
Far I am the latest acquisition I can make out their silhouette...
But this is not it is supposed to be.
indescribable hits rte.
I'm pulled ungracefully one reality to another.
My journey as I'm artificially revived.
I Slump forward unconsciousness...
pain when I wake once more, in the marl world.
It is of little concern; the knowledge is essential.
I return...
is s a much more to learnt must know what is really, beyond.
But I rest my weak mortal shell...