Luyện nghe bài hát Architect of Pain

Let me paint you a of a man
whose very name would define in times to come all things
Born privilege child of aristocracy,
so the young mind, yet so unclean
His was a heart of darkness that beat within his
Bringing into the crimes he'd manifest
Imp of the on a bloody path he trods
Scribe of the the marquis de sade
the laws of hate and narcissism
That to fight the incubation's but in
Nature our tastes bizarre
She paints them as they are
From the corners of the mind as real
as the morning sun rise, just the same

He wove his written word with threads of throughout
He things so frightening they'll turn you inside out
When terror's grip has set soul is set aflame
the architect of pain
Unearthing fantasies too to reveal
Twisting your world with visions concealed
Was he or was he just insane?
the architect of pain

Each tale as pitch dressed in the colors of hell
Your dreams will with the sounding of the knell
Feel the looming of the hungry guillotine
And you'll be blinded by the fatal gleam
Outraging the laws of nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her
Or so he believed all his hate and narcissism
That to the inclination's but in vain
Nature our tastes bizarre
She paints them as they are
From the corners of the mind as real
as the morning sun shall rise, the same

Nature cannot you, you only need to serve unto her
Harming without stint or cease at the of whosoever may be
pain becomes your paradise, your