Luyện nghe bài hát Pain's Invention, Madness

Chains me
With truth I'm face to
up in between
A damp I remain
In the cell of despair
The chill engulfs my
There's only one notion that I
The only in life is pain

It levels and at its free will
My doomed fate soon be sealed

Pain's invention,
Preys my eyes
invention, madness
Now I
Pain's invention,
I'll not break free
Pain's invention,
Truth

my grasp is a life
That I will attain
Happiness, joy, not in
Supplanted by truth's dark
Physical, agony shows
which my life revolves
Either you feel it, or you
There are lies involved

Clutching to my
Hand in hand destiny

Pain's invention,
Preys behind my
Pain's invention,
Now I
Pain's invention,
Though I'll not free
invention, madness
Truth

you are pumping full of life
The one sensation you have
Can penetrate love or hate
on a higher plane
In and life, both the domains
totally to pain

I slip and claw and
It
me alone with me
It
I'm from my brain
It me
I'm helpless, trapped
Its
Tearing my mind
It
my naked soul
It

Streams of consciousness the page
As my nerve endings scream in
me to the darkest age
As DeSade sits at stage

My is but a portal now
To wisdom and truth I am

Pain's invention,
Pain's invention,

Twisting through the
Am I
My breath I can
Therefore I am

I've succumbed to there heinous
And I'll never be
Shackled and bound, my new I've found
And I've tasted the fruits

I've more
Of overtures
is near
And I have to fear

In journey of self-discovery
I have found the to be set free
In this wicked course, I've the force
That keep me vital eternally

Pain's invention,
The force that preys behind my
Pain's invention, madness me
invention, madness
It takes this long to
invention, madness, has set me free

Of mere
infliction
Is now my
agony
Has me
I am
Through atrocity

I'm not blind to what I find
way down deep inside my labyrinthine mind
Inhibitions removed, with scar tissue
And I'm with blades of my lobotomizing suit

I've this dream
In its violent
Now my pleasure is
Though the severee

My will is strong, but I be wrong
This new for which I've been searching all along is
The religion of through administration of pain
The body only so much before it drives the mind insane

As a matter of fact, my
I've come to my end
It's not a torture I'm in
Though I can pretend
It's a jacket of white buckles and straps
Not a device at all
It me safely under wraps
While I'm chained to this padded

my cries...
you'll never