Luyện nghe bài hát Pain Of Pleasure / Virtues Of Vice

Pain Of Pleasure / Of Vice

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

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

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

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

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

Overwhelmed by vigor
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
me - on their broken eyes
Feel me - the of pleasure

OF VICE

Righteous impurity, the slip
Immoral wrong takes its grip on you
It's bitter sweet, sour, taste
It leaves its smile on your 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 clawing tears you
Virtues of breeds in all of our hearts.

for me
for me
for me
Virtues of