Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Of Vice

Your soul comforts me
eyes show the desires of a whore
To touch your on my skin
To the heat that you bring

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

OF VICE

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

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of

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

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of