Hmmm, you would think Masaya would not release music that showed what he put people through. Strange, that. But maybe he didn't think he'd ever get caught and in a way, he didn't.
The first verse is sounds exactly like what Masaya and Morotani always screamed at him. The thing about cult leaders is that It's not the money or the ability to beat up or sleep with anyone they want that motivates them. It's the fact that they have complete control and want to make sure that the power they hold over someone is on display for all to see. Also going on the assumption that Toshi was actually allowed to write lyrics to this song and the writing credits aren't a complete lie, (always a distinct possibility) this was maybe an answer to Yoshiki. Ever since reading about Toshi and Yoshikis first meeting after rejoining X I kind of interpreted the chorus lyrics to I.V. to be, subconsciously at least, asking Toshi if he needs help and any lyrics Toshi wrote for this song Pain as an answer to Yoshiki. That answer being "Yes, get me the hell out of here." obviously.
apparently Masaya's songs are still on sale online. How's he still be able to get away with that
From what I know, as long as there are no criminal charges you can sell any of your own products including music you want to and I don't think that they have a copyright on his exact name perse but only using it as a stage name. Of course they don't deserve the copyrights to anything from Toshi but the justice system works on what's legal and not what's right.
Back to the injury when I first saw the music video for Pain this part of the book was the only thing on my mind.
"Their goal was money
Until now, in these 12 years, almost every day I had to go to the bank to pay or transfer the money I had on hand to Moritani. After X Japan’s return in 2008, once in two weeks, Masaya would come from Nasu to Tokyo and I would pay the money for Moritani. In a month, if there was “little” money, it would be at around several thousand million yen. It there was “a lot” of money, it would be at around several billions. The only way I could escape from the abuse and violence, each time increasing in severity, was to pay Moritani.
One day, in late June 2009, after going through a lot of work to make 5 million yen, I was going to pay it directly to Moritani. She aggressively snatched the money from my hand, shouting in hysteria.
“This is not even close to being fucking enough!”
Some days ago I had paid her in cash 3 million yen.
That was when it happened again. All of a sudden, my ribs felt like they were being squeezed, breathing became painful, my forehead became damp with cold sweat. My face contorted from the excruciating pain. But, Moritani started with the verbal abuse with no concern for me at all.
“Because of you, everyone is having it rough! Fucking chin man!”
The cold sweat ran down the back of my neck. Grasping my fists, I was shaking. But I felt courage surging from inside my stomach and I couldn’t hold it back any more.
“In the end, it’s all about money, isn’t it?!”
This was one of these moments when I felt the strong sense of doubt I had accumulated show. This was the first time I shouted back at Moritani.
After a while of silence, she said in a cold tone.
“Would you say that to Masaya, face to face?”
I didn’t say anything.
I still felt a lighter pain around the ribs but I could barely breathe.
Unexpectedly, Moritani dramatically changed, now she started to cry.
“I just want you, Ago*, to do good deeds. I fully support you, Ago. I’m doing all this hard work to support you.”
I could only hear lies in these words. When she told me things like this, I usually felt very apologetic. But now, I only saw it as some type of acting.
Moritani was now, to me, a frightening demon who came to steal my money.
[* Ago = chin]"