Luyện nghe bài hát Exquisite Machinery of Torture

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

A mass of emotions denied
Enraged by years of
An of feelings suppressed
to devour

Bright rays of
by subconsciousness
A by own thoughts
Twisting the into fits

Fueled with unveiled
Burning contamination
Set afire by disowned
They penetrate the

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

The arises
the innermost core of denial
Shining of putrefaction
Reflugent disease

In outward to redress the balance by retaliation
A terminal journey to relieve cognition of
Minds lit like candles by rejected senses and
flames born in mind
Creations of deception strained

Not to the grip
Humans in the new disease
A by eyes unseen
Has to burn us clean

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

I the facilities of the bodily
by the light
All my denied

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

Receiving susceptible
To the killing sights
Consciousness fails the
now decreasing

Without shape I'm

My own corrosive
Probes armed with tools

I'm bleached out of
Scattered internally
My transparent remains

Floating objects
Spinning into my
Defeated by my
turned

I'm a thought
I'm into myself
Destination,

I am I the
Self inflicted
Thoughts to think me away
I I be reprieved
Or am I awaiting the sentence of my exquisite
Internal machinery of

I been the next
My self inflicted
My neglected thoughts have me undone
I I was never
Now I the sentence of me exquisite
machinery of torture