Luyện nghe bài hát Pain's Invention, Madness

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

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

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

Beyond my grasp is a
I will never attain
Happiness, joy, not in
Supplanted by dark reign
Physical, mental agony
Along which my life
you feel it, or you don't
There are never lies

to my abnormality
Hand in hand with

invention, madness
Preys behind my
invention, madness
Now I
Pain's invention,
Though not break free
Pain's invention,
Truth

When you are full of life
The one sensation you have
Can penetrate love or hate
Existence on a higher
In death and life, the domains
totally to pain

I slip and and scream
It
Leave me with me
It
I'm bleeding from my
It me
I'm helpless, behind
Its
Tearing my mind
It
Upon my naked
It

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

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

invention, madness
Pain's invention,

through the door
Am I
My I can feel
Therefore I am

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

I've more
Of overtures
is near
And I have to fear

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

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

Of mere
Tortured
Is now my
agony
Has me
I am
Through this

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

I've sought this
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 much before it drives the insane

As a matter of fact, my
I've come to my end
It's not a rack I'm in
Though I can still
It's a jacket of white buckles and straps
Not a device at all
It me safely under wraps
While I'm chained to this padded

my cries...
you'll know