Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Of Vice

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

VIRTUES OF

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

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of

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

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of