Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of

Your sweet soul me
Your eyes show the desires of a
To touch flesh on my skin
To feel the that you bring

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

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

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

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

Spine arching, she is screaming in
Hair pulled back, filled with lust
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 she needs
Strong soul, she drops as she screams

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

VIRTUES OF

Righteous impurity, the slip
Immoral wrong doing takes its on you
It's bitter sweet, sour, taste
It leaves its 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 ripping and clawing you apart
Virtues of breeds in all of our hearts.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of