Luyện nghe bài hát As I Feed The Flames Of Hate

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

Pretense, my own
As played by me to no one
But myself.
This game I play -
[My spirit] being to ever new,
Devious by my mind -
Permanently my soul!
in anguish, memories carved out in pain,

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

Denying myself the
Only worsens the flood of
Drowning me time
As I struggle to my composure.

asking to deny the reason for my existence
Because I that somewhere, somehow,
Our two paths join at one point
Through spiritual, yet tangible bond
so far had prevented all of my deceitful
Attempts and insignifant to
her from my heart.

Meanwhile I bludgeon pain a manageable mold
Encysted in layers of hate, permitting to
Pass as I -
behind impermeable walls
Of my own bulsh*t!!!