Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of

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

serve my purpose tonight
Your sweet lips will scream out through tears
Accept my on to you
Your beads through your pure vanity

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

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

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

Spine arching, she is in lust
Hair pulled back, filled with lust
Of a dominant, persuasive
Feel desire deep inside

Overwhelmed by quivering
She out to grab a hold of what's in her
Love, lust, desire, all she needs
Strong fisted soul, she drops as she

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

OF VICE

Righteous impurity, the slip
Immoral wrong doing its grip on you
It's sweet, sour, pungent taste
It leaves its smile on your 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 and clawing tears you apart
Virtues of vice in all of our hearts.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of