Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of

sweet soul comforts me
Your eyes show the of a whore
To your flesh on my skin
To feel the heat that you

You'll my purpose tonight
Your sweet lips scream out through your tears
my pain on to you
Your sweat beads through pure vanity

me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the lust of flesh
me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the of pleasure

now to partake
On broken souls and flesh that bleeds of
misfortune that breeds
The of lustre, the lack of vice to concede

me - on shivering skin
Feel me - on the of their flesh
me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the pain of

Spine arching, she is screaming in
Hair pulled back, filled with lust
Of a dominant, high
desire piercing deep inside

Overwhelmed by vigor
She reaches out to grab a hold of in her
Love, lust, desire, all she needs
Strong fisted soul, she as she screams

Feel me - on shivering
me - on the lust of their flesh
Feel me - on their eyes
me - the pain of pleasure

VIRTUES OF

impurity, the unwicked slip
Immoral wrong doing its grip on you
It's sweet, sour, pungent taste
It leaves its on your wicked face.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of

You need it, you it,
All of soul,
Your yearning, passion fed,
As it control
It's ripping and clawing tears you
Virtues of vice in all of our hearts.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of