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

Sister comes blaspheming
Screaming in the of faith and fear
Unentwining, our spines twists me to
Spilling the moonlight on her glistening rear

at heart in this perfect hell
Under red leaves bleeding scaled chateau we fell
To demonocracy, where Adam or Eve
Conceived of such from pleasure or pain
Or the razor's edge in

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

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

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

Writhing like a viper inside her Eden
Forbidden to eat, I kiss leylines to her
Then baiting wrath, I steal a
to the fruits of her womb
Back to the crack of her

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

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

the world outside
A wood of
Would die for this
Our slow orgasmic fuses

By and by candle at each other's throat
In a slick of red, setting God's teeth on edge
We were as 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 arms and thy
On glossed lips I
Conspiracies, secrecies, sorceries
With thick unguent rum, black-rayed suns and
Always in for our nightfall from grace

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

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,