Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

My motivations
Things are just never they seem
currencies deceit
Pitch radiated dreams

The jackal's wishing forgotten
cloud sunrise
The view of someone somewhere is
in my eyes

How long dug up
How low the fame
How low to see right
Low the hole I knew

How low the clear eyed
How to set aflame
How low to be set up
How long and out

The karma from the crack in a hand
Full painting on a mural in a foreign
Mind controlled by the of the strings
So remote the from the puppetry swing set

My have evolved
Scenes once ushered in
Mercy killing one to one
The visionary criminals
On knees all

A term of lifeless thought
a paid ride
Alchemic jail vivisection
subject day job

How to pacify
How low you still
How low up above
How low the sound

How long to back down
How long the creeping
How low the cheat
How the leap of faith

These revelations
Controlled in leads mankind
Each sold and mesmerized
stoned, two fold reversal beckoning

The binding crayon words
Injustice

How long dug up
How low the fame
How low to see right
How long the I knew

How low the eyed stain
How to set aflame
How low to be set up
How and taken out

We worship acid moans and curbside
Recycle shit we throw away in glossy craze
Maybe in a day or so I'll stumble on grassy knoll
To set the record
Announcing to myself, wake up, wake up, up

We kill that's not tied down
We euthanize but keep alive the form of prison life
So and experimental
Treatment of the and dying

What the torture?
What the torture?
about the torture?
What the torture?