Luyện nghe bài hát Exquisite Machinery of Torture

A static gaze
Oblivious to
Empty, strained, unmoving
Introverted,

A burning mass of emotions
Enraged by of silencing
An accumulation of suppressed
to devour

Bright of chaos
by subconsciousness
A by own thoughts
Twisting the mind into

Fueled with pains
Burning contamination
Set by disowned self-lies
penetrate the eyes

I am I the
Self overload
Thoughts returning to me away
I I be reprieved
Or am I just the sentence of my exquisite
Internal of torture

The arises
From the innermost of denial
streams of putrefaction
Reflugent with

In outward to redress the balance by retaliation
A terminal to relieve cognition of ability
Minds lit like candles by rejected and emotions
Tearing flames in mind
Creations of self deception

Not to the grip
locked in the new disease
A by eyes unseen
Has come to burn us

I am I the
inflicted overload
Thoughts to think me away
I I be reprieved
Or am I just the sentence of my exquisite
machinery of torture

I sense the facilities of the
Discorporated by the
All my pleas

By my psychological
The inner unseen
I, I'm by my

Receiving susceptible
To the endless killing
Consciousness the grip
Substance now

Without shape I'm

My own corrosive
Probes with acid tools

I'm out of reality
Scattered internally
My last transparent

Floating objects
into my soul
Defeated by my
turned

I'm a repressed
I'm swallowed into
Destination,

I am I the
Self overload
Thoughts returning to me away
I will I be
Or am I awaiting the sentence of my exquisite
machinery of torture

I I've the next
My inflicted overload
My thoughts have thought me undone
I I was never
Now I the sentence of me exquisite
Internal machinery of