Luyện nghe bài hát An Experiment In Transience

addict...
On a downward spiral my mortal end: and beginning.
A dependence that I can never impede; neither wanting, nor to.
For I and die for the compulsion.
An experience few discover, and less wish to return from.
Troubled it can't be shared.
I must lead this life of seclusion, to my continuous revealing crusade.
Far beyond a fixation, it is now my labor.
equipment is all I utilize.
A so simple, yet so precise - an inaccuracy insures failure...
Guile, yet effective for its function...
the voyage.
My life in the of this specially crafted tool; it is the only gray for me to return.
I need to lain...
There is s o more to be known!
to the mechanism, I prepare...
Essential attach, restraints hold me into position.
I'm ready...
The flick of a switch the commencement...
A electric current is administered.
The short lived pain I pass through, is a mere token price...
Clinically yet I feel so alive.
Here again, I know to in haste - time is restricted.
My natural casing is of no use here.
A sensation so is overpowering.
I resist the urge to stay...
Turning away from the luminosity I see before me, I for new areas to explore...
It feels different each time I come...
it be evolving?
The thing that is certain is that I'm being watched...
Concentrating, I out distractions.
To tie in the increasing of thoughts, emotions, sensations,
what this place actually is...
It must be a gateway of a collection point; Collecting at is now theirs.
I my time is almost up as I sense them approach,
Far I am the acquisition I can roughly make out their silhouette...
But is not hour it is supposed to be.
Agony indescribable rte.
I'm pulled from one reality to another.
My complete as I'm artificially revived.
I Slump into unconsciousness...
Intense pain when I once more, in the marl world.
It is of little the knowledge gained is essential.
I return...
There is s a much more to learnt know what is really, beyond.
But I rest my weak mortal shell...