Luyện nghe bài hát As I Feed The Flames Of Hate

A conspiratory fills my mind
A hardly name
Yet it permeates my move.
Power of is hardly enough
Accomplishing but a delusionary
of completeness.

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

To maintain my sanity brings relief.
While rest is an for torture.

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

asking to deny the reason for my existence
Because I feel somewhere, somehow,
Our two will join at one point
some spiritual, yet tangible bond
Which so far had prevented all of my
Attempts and conspiracies to
her from my heart.

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