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 spines twists me to
Spilling the moonlight on her glistening rear

at heart in this perfect hell
Under red leaves bleeding over scaled we fell
To demonocracy, neither Adam or Eve
of such iniquities from pleasure or pain
Or the razor's edge in

art my seventh heaven burning
Going down as the sun
like a river fluids moves a torrent
Bound to please on denierred
In any wicked way that her may warrant

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

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

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

Her roseate sliver with snuff 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
the forked tongue of the beast
Arching toward the
a sculptured nymph seeking base relief

Whilst the world
A wood of
die for this release
Our orgasmic fuses greet

By and by candle at each other's throat
In a slick drift of red, setting God's teeth on
We as wolves preying inside 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 lips I taste
Conspiracies, secrecies, laced
With thick rum, black-rayed suns and autumn
Always in for our nightfall from grace

Gorge my seed
Starved
Succulent,
I might keep
Thee me in Hades

Succulent,
me
Succulent,
me
Succulent,
Succulent,