Luyện nghe bài hát Pain's Invention, Madness

Chains me
With I'm face to face
Backed up in
A cage I remain
In the cell of numb
The chill engulfs my
There's only one notion that I
The only truth in life is

It and crushes at its free will
My doomed fate will be sealed

invention, madness
Preys my eyes
Pain's invention,
Now I
invention, madness
Though I'll not break
Pain's invention,
eternally

Beyond my grasp is a
That I will never
Happiness, joy, not in
Supplanted by dark reign
Physical, mental agony
Along my life revolves
Either you it, or you don't
are never lies involved

Clutching to my
Hand in hand with

Pain's invention,
behind my eyes
Pain's invention,
Now I
invention, madness
Though I'll not break
invention, madness
Truth

you are pumping full of life
The one sensation that you
Can penetrate through love or
on a higher plane
In death and life, both the
Surrender totally to

I and claw and scream
It
Leave me alone me
It
I'm from my brain
It me
I'm helpless, trapped
Its
Tearing my mind
It
my naked soul
It

Streams of consciousness fill the
As my nerve endings scream in
me to the darkest age
As DeSade sits at center

My is but a portal now
To wisdom and I am avowed

Pain's invention,
invention, madness

Twisting through the
Am I
My I can feel
I am real

I've to there heinous sins
And I'll never be
Shackled and bound, my new life I've
And I've tasted the fruits

I've more
Of pain's
Liberation is
And I have nothing to

In journey of self-discovery
I have found the keys to be set
In this wicked course, I've the force
will keep me vital eternally

Pain's invention,
The force that preys behind my
Pain's invention, madness me
invention, madness
It takes this long to
invention, madness, has set me free

Of mortality
infliction
Is now my
agony
Has me
I am
Through atrocity

I'm not blind to what I find
Squirming way down deep my labyrinthine mind
Inhibitions removed, replaced scar tissue
And I'm punished with blades of my lobotomizing

I've this dream
In its violent
Now my is clear
Though the severee

My will is strong, but I be wrong
This new doctrine for I've been searching all along is
The religion of truth through administration of
The body only takes so before it drives the mind insane

As a of fact, my friend
I've to my bitter end
not a torture rack I'm in
Though I can pretend
It's a jacket of white buckles and straps
Not a device at all
It keeps me safely wraps
While I'm chained to this wall

my cries...
you'll know