Luyện nghe bài hát Pain's Invention, Madness

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

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

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

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

Clutching to my
Hand in hand with

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

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

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

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

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

invention, madness
Pain's invention,

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

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

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

In this of self-discovery
I found the keys to be set free
In this wicked course, uncovered the force
That will keep me eternally

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

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

I'm not blind to I might find
Squirming way down deep inside my labyrinthine
Inhibitions removed, replaced with tissue
And I'm with blades of my lobotomizing suit

I've sought this
In its extreme
Now my pleasure is
Though the severee

My will is strong, but I could be
This new doctrine for which been searching all along is
The religion of through administration of pain
The body takes so much before it drives the mind insane

As a matter of fact, my
come to my bitter end
It's not a torture I'm in
I can still pretend
It's a jacket of with buckles and straps
Not a device at all
It me safely under wraps
I'm chained to this padded wall

my cries...
you'll know