Luyện nghe bài hát Architect of Pain

Let me paint you a of a man
very name would define in times to come all things profane
Born unto child of aristocracy,
so the young mind, yet so unclean
His was a heart of that beat within his chest
Bringing life the crimes he'd manifest
Imp of the perverse on a bloody he trods
Scribe of the the marquis de sade
Outraging the laws of and narcissism
That to the incubation's but in vain
inspires our tastes bizarre
She paints them only as 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 promised things so frightening they'll you inside out
When terror's grip has set your is set aflame
Behold the architect of
Unearthing fantasies too to reveal
Twisting your world visions centuries concealed
Was he philosopher or was he insane?
the architect of pain

Each tale black as pitch dressed in the colors of
dreams will fill with the sounding of the knell
Feel the looming shadow of the hungry
And you'll be blinded by the blade's fatal
Outraging the laws of both nature and
Subjugation in behalf or her
Or so he with all his hate and narcissism
to fight the inclination's but in vain
Nature inspires our bizarre
She them only as they are
From the corners of the mind as real
as the morning sun shall rise, just the

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