Luyện nghe bài hát Of Dark Blood And Fucking

Sister midnight blaspheming
in the keys of faith and fear
Unentwining, our spines twists me to
Spilling like the moonlight on her glistening

Defiled at heart in this hell
Under red leaves bleeding over scaled chateau we
To demonocracy, where Adam or Eve
Conceived of such iniquities pleasure or pain
Or the razor's in between

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

I hang on every verb, every word, interred
In her pornoglossa, Christlike, whipped and
Painted nails driven the meek
Yet in obituary, my still weep
Of dark and fucking thee

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

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

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

Thou art my seventh angel
the forked tongue of the beast
Arching the fabled
a sculptured nymph seeking base relief

Whilst the outside
A wood of
die for this release
Our orgasmic fuses greet

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

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

In thy and thy wetness
On glossed lips I
Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries
With thick rum, black-rayed suns and autumn
Always in for our nightfall from grace

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

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,