Luyện nghe bài hát Exquisite Machinery of Torture

A sustained gaze
to surroundings
Empty, strained, unmoving
Introverted,

A burning of emotions denied
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 with
Set afire by self-lies
They the eyes

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

The turmoil
From the core of denial
streams of putrefaction
Reflugent disease

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

Not to lose the
Humans locked in the new
A light by eyes
Has to burn us clean

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

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

By my enemy
The light unseen
I, I'm by my

Receiving susceptible
To the endless sights
fails the grip
Substance now

Without I'm vanishing

My own corrosive
Probes with acid tools

I'm out of reality
bits internally
My last transparent

objects inanimate
Spinning my soul
Defeated by my
turned

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

I am I the
inflicted overload
Thoughts to think me away
I will I be
Or am I awaiting the sentence of my exquisite
Internal of torture

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