Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Gold Throneroom

the are on
the tvs off
the floors are flesh and
sinfully soft
skin glides silk
and silk over skin
the is alive tonight
people writhing in its veins

sunken in the chair
lord facea blank survey
women pleasure men at the wave of a golden
and turn to receive it waves again

the wine is
the full of stars
theres a deaf mute in a suit
the bar
the FUCK
they and moan
paying tribute
at the of a porcelain...

sunken in the masters
lord golds blank survey
pleasure men at the wave of a golden hand
and turn to receive it waves again

STILL HIS EYES ARE AN EMPTY CAROUSEL
PLEASURE BUT OFFERING NONE!
...she him,
WATCHING GAZING LEERING BLANKLY VACANT GOLDEN PERFECT

beyond these nothing exists
here theres flesh + and blood in the wine
outside barren emotional landscapes
we drink, dream + cum inside
here no pain
HERE... SHE...
WASH OFF THE FILTH AND HER
shower her body with julep and
fill her with jewels in cum
in HIS alter of passions
the day ahas come

the are all off now
and the love growing
the pink, and filling the room
the inner, denying the outer
shes brought he
his gaze it lingers...
...he beats a paw- against a toy drum
his WILL be done.

(FIN)