Luyện nghe bài hát Of Dark Blood And Fucking

Sister midnight blaspheming
Screaming in the keys of and fear
Unentwining, our twists me to kneeling
Spilling like the moonlight on her rear

Defiled at heart in perfect hell
Under red leaves bleeding over scaled chateau we
To demonocracy, where neither or Eve
Conceived of such iniquities from or pain
Or the edge in between

Thou art my seventh heaven
Going down as the sun
Within like a river fluids a torrent
Bound to please on knees
In any wicked way her whims may warrant

I on every verb, every dirty word, interred
In her pornoglossa, Christlike, and weak
nails driven through the meek
Yet in obituary, my dreams still
Of dark blood and fucking

Thou art my seventh heaven
Going down as the day
Baring lunar curvature canvas for a lick of pain

Writhing like a deep inside her Eden
Forbidden to eat, I leylines to her feet
Then wrath, I steal a path
to the fruits of her womb
Back to the of her tomb

Her sliver quivers with snuff appeal
The torque of her hips, lip-sync me in for the
Tongue-tied, tightrope and spread disease
I drain the cup of this Sire, her water into wine for me

Thou art my angel squirming
'Neath the tongue of the beast
Arching toward the
Like a sculptured nymph base relief

Whilst the world
A wood of
Would die for this
Our slow fuses greet

By and by candle at each other's throat
In a slick drift of red, setting teeth on edge
We were as preying inside the fold
Of a slaughtered lamb on a four poster bed

Succulent,
Laid rest In the dead of the night
Succulent,

In thy arms and thy
On glossed I taste
Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries
With thick unguent rum, black-rayed suns and
in season for our nightfall from grace

Gorge upon my
Starved
Succulent,
I might keep
Thee with me in

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,