Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Of Vice

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

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

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

Come now to
On broken and flesh that bleeds of chastain
This that breeds
The lack of lustre, the of vice to concede

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

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

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

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

VIRTUES OF

Righteous impurity, the unwicked
Immoral doing takes its grip on you
bitter sweet, sour, pungent taste
It leaves its smile on wicked face.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of

You it, you feed it,
All of soul,
Your yearning, your fed,
As it control
It's and clawing tears you apart
of vice breeds in all of our hearts.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of