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 of carnality is my existance,
I walk alone, for this is my home,
And my subsistence.*
I silently drift through darkened paths,
I'm a witness to human in decay.
There's nothing here but bodies and souls,
A breeding for the depraved.
*I've plunged beyond the depths of pruriency,
is normal to me is far beneath what is seen as
"obscenity".*

Can you feel the pain of these souls
I have lived inside these minds.
And its menacing and lust is so dangerous,
at its most diseased has enslaved us.
I wish I could give you details,
But now's not the nor the place.
I've sojourned through the combat zones,
And invovled in acts that are debased.
*Virtuous lives are crushed in this den of thieves,
There's no escape the abduction and rape
of virginity.*
Scenic nightmares of self-indulgence,
Nothing is sacred, life.
I completely my amorality,
With the and the hustlers that stalk the night.
*Shocking, displays of human indignities,
can be achieced in sexual iniquities.*

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

Men who pluck children their families,
Teaching a man's "rules" to this breed.
To the black-market, parents their young under eight,
Anything out here is too late,
is their fate!*
Snuff films with their mutiliations,
Anonymous fiends and confused, victims.
Desecrating bodies and minds,
and torturing, then ending their 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 trapped down here I wish you well.
*Why am I here? been drawn,
But honestly, do I