Luyện nghe bài hát Torture

My motivations
Things are just never what they
Apathy's deceit
Pitch radiated dreams

The jackal's wishing well
Dark sunrise
The of someone somewhere else is
in my eyes

How dug up remains
How low the rotting
How low to see through
Low long the I knew

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

The ant-like karma the crack in a hand
Full painting on a in a foreign landfill
Mind by the pulley of the strings
So remote the view from the swing set

My reservations have
Scenes once ushered in
killing one to one defend
The visionary criminals
On knees all

A term of useless thought
What a ride
Alchemic jail cell
Text day job

How long to
How low you deny
How low up above
How low the sound

How long to kick down
How long the creeping
How low the holy
How long the of faith

revelations undermined
Controlled belief in mankind
penny sold and mesmerized
We're stoned, two fold reversal

The binding crayon words
Injustice

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

How low the eyed stain
How long to set
How low to be set up
How long and out

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

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

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