Luyện nghe bài hát Pain's Invention, Madness

Chains me
With I'm face to face
up in between
A damp cage I
In the cell of despair
The engulfs my veins
There's only one that I revere
The only in life is pain

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

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

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

Clutching to my
Hand in with destiny

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

When you are pumping full of
The one sensation that you
Can penetrate through or hate
Existence on a higher
In and life, both the domains
totally to pain

I slip and and scream
It
Leave me alone me
It
I'm from my brain
It me
I'm helpless, trapped
Its
apart my mind
It
Upon my naked
It

Streams of fill the page
As my nerve endings scream in
Deliver me to the age
As DeSade at center stage

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

Pain's invention,
Pain's invention,

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

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

I've more
Of overtures
is near
And I have nothing to

In this of self-discovery
I have the keys to be set free
In this wicked course, I've uncovered the
That will me vital eternally

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

Of mere
infliction
Is now my
Constant
Has me
I am
this atrocity

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

I've sought this
In its violent
Now my pleasure is
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 of pain
The body only takes so much it drives the mind insane

As a matter of fact, my
I've come to my end
not a torture rack I'm in
Though I can pretend
It's a jacket of white buckles and straps
Not a pleasure at all
It keeps me under wraps
I'm chained to this padded wall

my cries...
you'll never