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

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

Defiled at heart in this hell
Under red leaves bleeding over scaled chateau we
To demonocracy, neither Adam or Eve
Conceived of such iniquities from or pain
Or the edge in between

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

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

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

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

Her roseate quivers with snuff appeal
The torque of her hips, me in for the kill
Tongue-tied, tightrope and spread like
I the cup of this 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 seeking base relief

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

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 the fold
Of a slaughtered throw on a four poster bed

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

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

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

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,