Luyện nghe bài hát The Torture Detachment

Is this kind of confession?
Am I to let you speak?
Are you still whether
our actions are
pure?
How could I be

When all thieves lose composure,
when starvation is its way
the trees
all the way to the beach

for me,
as the fall asleep.
me
with mad charity,
with poisonous mercy.
Smother me charity.

So we seek out the roads
to rush the useless
and leave this riot of
to the minds

If you decide to accept my
to understand this
of me as inanimate matter
to hide me their lies.

So let me for you
as you yearned for me.
This storm has us stranded,
but there's method to madness.
Torture me with their
and ugly dreams
from the eyes of men.

What
foolishness
What

If you decide to accept my
to understand sacrifice
think of me as inanimate
to hide me from lies.

"...Es gibt Weg in die Freiheit..."
("...there is a to freedom...")