Luyện nghe bài hát Of Dark Blood And Fucking

Sister midnight comes
Screaming in the keys of faith and
Unentwining, our spines twists me to
Spilling the moonlight on her glistening rear

Defiled at in this perfect hell
Under red leaves bleeding over scaled chateau we
To demonocracy, where neither or Eve
Conceived of such iniquities pleasure or pain
Or the razor's in between

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

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

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

like a viper deep inside her Eden
Forbidden to eat, I kiss leylines to her
baiting wrath, I steal a path
Back to the fruits of her
Back to the crack of her

Her roseate sliver with snuff appeal
The of her hips, lip-sync me in for the kill
Tongue-tied, tightrope and spread like
I drain the cup of Miss Sire, her water into wine for me

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

Whilst the outside
A of suicide
die for this release
Our slow orgasmic greet

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

Succulent,
Laid without rest In the dead of the
Succulent,

In thy and thy wetness
On glossed I taste
Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries
With thick unguent rum, suns and autumn
Always in season for our from grace

Gorge upon my
Starved
Succulent,
That I keep
Thee me in Hades

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,