Luyện nghe bài hát Pain's Invention, Madness

Chains me
With I'm face to face
up in between
A damp I remain
In the cell of despair
The chill my veins
There's only one notion I revere
The only truth in life is

It levels and crushes at its free
My doomed will soon be sealed

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

Beyond my is a life
That I will attain
Happiness, joy, not in
Supplanted by truth's reign
Physical, mental shows
which my life revolves
Either you it, or you don't
are never lies involved

Clutching to my
in hand with destiny

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

When you are pumping of life
The one that you have
Can penetrate love or hate
Existence on a plane
In death and life, both the
totally to pain

I slip and claw and
It
Leave me with me
It
I'm bleeding my brain
It me
I'm helpless, behind
Its
Tearing apart my
It
my naked soul
It

Streams of consciousness the page
As my endings scream in rage
me to the darkest age
As DeSade at center stage

My flesh is but a now
To wisdom and truth I am

invention, madness
Pain's invention,

Twisting the door
Am I
My breath I can
I am real

I've succumbed to there sins
And never be forgiven
and bound, my new life I've found
And I've tasted the fruits

I've craving
Of pain's
is near
And I nothing to fear

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

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

Of mortality
Tortured
Is now my
Constant
Has me
I am
Through atrocity

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

sought this dream
In its violent
Now my is clear
Though the lesson's

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

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

my cries...
you'll never