Luyện nghe bài hát Pain's Invention, Madness

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

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

Pain's invention,
behind my eyes
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 agony
Along which my revolves
Either you it, or you don't
There are lies involved

Clutching to my
Hand in hand with

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

you are pumping full of life
The one that you have
Can through love or hate
on a higher plane
In and life, both the domains
totally to pain

I slip and and scream
It
me alone with me
It
I'm bleeding my brain
It me
I'm helpless, trapped
Its
Tearing apart my
It
Upon my soul
It

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

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

Pain's invention,
Pain's invention,

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

I've succumbed to there heinous
And I'll be forgiven
and bound, my new life I've found
And I've tasted the forbidden

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

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

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

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

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

I've this dream
In its extreme
Now my is clear
Though the lesson's

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

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

my cries...
you'll know