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

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

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

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

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

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

Writhing a viper deep inside her Eden
to eat, I kiss leylines to her feet
Then wrath, I steal a path
to the fruits of her womb
Back to the crack of her

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

Thou art my seventh squirming
'Neath the forked tongue of the
toward the fabled
Like a sculptured nymph base relief

Whilst the world
A of suicide
die for this release
Our slow orgasmic fuses

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

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

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

Gorge my seed
Persephone
Succulent,
That I keep
with me in Hades

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,