Luyện nghe bài hát Concatenation

A stale organic cage I'm in the stranger me
(Lost in inanity)
The user of my face its guise I rot a paradox in terms
(I am now I'm not)

Interconnected, fused my are its thoughts
I now my self with my reflection
to divide our twined formation
Duality singularity

(I'm in my own withering soul)
Racked by waves of dissolution
My mind the creator of the undulation
I strain to untangle these malignant
To become again the one I was

done the merging complete, the sentence carried out
(I'm for eternity)
The confluence our flows surges not to be fused
(Now combined, intertwined)

In mental cage we absorb our selves
The only certainty is my
My mind in constant pleas for an end to concatenation
A struggle all in we're both the same

(A soul torn by the attempts of regeneration)
My mind the obstacle of my redemption
I strain to elude the face of my other
To become again the one I was

Plug me in, me to my self
Plug me in, reconnect me to my

Gone are all my hopes all my vain illusions I dwell in me
In the core of my agony I fade in duress
I'm weakening the one who my front is now the claimant
Of my

(A withering soul torn by antipolar mental integration)
My mind a system split in two creations
I strain to reach the separation tools to be the one that I was
Into the core of self, the neuro-axis, I fade within the core of self
I am gone-bound, lost, away, out, non-existing