Luyện nghe bài hát Of Dark Blood And Fucking (stripped To The Bone Mix)

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

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

art my seventh heaven burning
Going as with the sun
Within like a river fluids moves a
to please on denierred knees
In any wicked way her whims may warrant

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

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

Writhing like a viper deep her Eden
Forbidden to eat, I kiss leylines to her
Then baiting wrath, I a path
Back to the of her womb
to the crack of her tomb

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

Thou art my seventh angel
'Neath the forked tongue of the
Arching the fabled
Like a nymph seeking base relief

Whilst the world
A of suicide
Would die for release
Our orgasmic fuses greet

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

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

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

Gorge upon my
Persephone
Succulent,
I might keep
Thee me in Hades

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,