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

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

Defiled at heart in perfect hell
Under red bleeding over scaled chateau we fell
To demonocracy, neither Adam or Eve
Conceived of such from pleasure or pain
Or the razor's in between

Thou art my seventh burning
Going as with the sun
Within a river fluids moves a torrent
Bound to please on knees
In any wicked way that her may warrant

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

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

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

Her roseate 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

art my seventh angel squirming
'Neath the forked of the beast
Arching toward the
Like a nymph seeking base relief

the world outside
A wood of
Would die for release
Our slow fuses greet

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

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

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

upon my seed
Starved
Succulent,
That I might
with me in Hades

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,