Luyện nghe bài hát Psychosexuality

A shadow, I prowl deadly streets,
Perversion, my soulmates.
An observer, I'm admist the weak,
My fascinations are and unchaste.
*This netherworld of is my existance,
I don't walk alone, for is my home,
And my subsistence.*
I silently drift these darkened paths,
I'm a witness to psyche in decay.
There's nothing here but burnt-out and souls,
A ground for the depraved.
plunged beyond the sickest depths of pruriency,
What is normal to me is far what is seen as
"obscenity".*

Can you feel the pain of these deranged?
I have lived inside pathetic minds.
And its psychosis and lust is so dangerous,
at its most diseased has enslaved us.
I wish I could you severe details,
But not the time nor the place.
I've sojourned through the vilest zones,
And been invovled in that are debased.
*Virtuous lives are crushed in this den of thieves,
There's no escape the abduction and rape
of virginity.*
nightmares of brutal self-indulgence,
Nothing is sacred, life.
I completely my amorality,
With the hookers and the that stalk the night.
*Shocking, displays of human indignities,
Anything can be achieced in iniquities.*

I've been seduced this realm,
Why? I say...
I've cleansed myself all that's pure,
I've now disgrace.
I can't put my on the attraction,
I'm not an anomally.
In my of abomination,
Psychosexualuty...
I have a personal with pain,
Dealing, receiving, to me the same,
game*.
Excruciation that unrestrained,
To others this may be insane,
*or at the profane*.
forced to perform unspeakable deeds,
Immaculate placed in impurity.
The screams of pain, I have heard the
Of quiet exits, but entry.
*Desperate of one accord,
with lives in this sordid world.*
Women defiled for that fix,
Bestiality, is sick.
Orifices disgust,
Grotesque forays macabre lusts.
*Why am I here? been drawn,
in shameless world I belong...*

Men who pluck children their families,
Teaching a "rules" to this younger breed.
To the black-market, parents their young under eight,
Anything older out is too late,
is their fate!*
Snuff films with their mutiliations,
Anonymous fiends and confused, victims.
Desecrating bodies and minds,
Breaking and torturing, then ending lives,
*I have them die...*
You've been given a glimpse of this scene,
Some of it me, all of it excites me.
This is my horrible, hell,
Once you're trapped here I wish you well.
*Why am I here? I've drawn,
But honestly, do I