Luyện nghe bài hát As I Feed The Flames Of Hate

A silence fills my mind
A hardly mentioned
Yet it my every move.
Power of will is enough
nothing but a delusionary
of completeness.

Pretense, my own
As by me to humiliate no one
But myself.
foolish game I play -
[My spirit] being to ever new,
Devious plots by my -
scars my soul!
Etched in anguish, carved out in pain,

To my battedred sanity brings relief.
While is an eupherism for torture.

Denying myself the
Only the flood of emotion
Drowning me time
As I to maintain my composure.

It's asking to deny the reason for my
Because I feel somewhere, somehow,
Our two paths will at one point
Through some spiritual, yet tangible
Which so far had all of my deceitful
and insignifant conspiracies to
Eradicate her my heart.

Meanwhile I pain into a manageable mold
Encysted in of hate, permitting time to
as I maintain -
Hidden behind walls
Of my own bulsh*t!!!