Luyện nghe bài hát Architect of Pain

Let me paint you a of a man
whose very name would in times to come all things profane
Born privilege child of aristocracy,
so tender the young mind, yet so
His was a heart of darkness that within his chest
Bringing life the crimes he'd manifest
Imp of the perverse on a bloody he trods
Scribe of the unthinkable the de sade
the laws of hate and narcissism
That to fight the incubation's but in
Nature inspires our tastes
She paints them only as are
From the corners of the mind as real
as the sun shall rise, just the same

He wove his written word with of flesh throughout
He promised things so they'll turn you inside out
When terror's grip has set your is set aflame
the architect of pain
Unearthing fantasies too savage to
Twisting your world with visions concealed
Was he philosopher or was he just
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 be blinded by the blade's fatal gleam
the laws of both nature and religion
Subjugation in behalf or her
Or so he believed with all his and narcissism
to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our tastes
She paints them as they are
From the darkest corners of the mind as
as the morning sun shall rise, the same

cannot bind you, you only need to serve unto her
Harming stint or cease at the expense of whosoever may be
Their pain becomes your paradise,