Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of

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

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

Feel me - on skin
Feel me - on the 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 lack of vice to

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

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

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

Feel me - on skin
Feel me - on the lust of their
Feel me - on their eyes
me - the pain of pleasure

VIRTUES OF

Righteous impurity, the unwicked
Immoral wrong doing takes its on you
It's bitter sweet, sour, pungent
It leaves its on your wicked face.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of

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

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of