Metaphysics Of Torture Lyrics

There is no more lively sensation than that of pain; its impressions are certain and dependable, they never deceive as may those of the pleasure women perpetually feign and almost never experience.

It all rests on pleasure,
In its sharpest, clearest forms;
Amplified to heights of pain
that subdues, submits, reforms.

Agony of tear-stained faces,
Red welts on pure white skin –
Manifest of Nature’s essence,
Beyond all virtue, sin.

Bare core of sensual torture
Devoid of Meaning, Sense,
Sheer facts of life –
No judgments, no offence.

Truth cold and bitter
As the blade that cuts your flesh –
No higher plane of being
But Lust-Pain’s intricate mesh.

Here we stand,
No falling back,
Lusts and pains –
All that remains.

You’re sobbing,
You’re wincing,
You’re flinching –
Such is life.

You’re hurting,
You’re aching,
You’re crying –
Such is life.

You’re sobbing,
You’re wincing,
You’re cumming –
Such is life.

You’re hurting,
You’re aching,
You’re cumming –
Such is life.