Luyện nghe bài hát Pleasure In Restraint

(This whole tune is full of whispering and background vocals...If you can
out, and they're right...I may just send you a small cash reward.)
Ad mala patrata haec theatra parata.
(best translation so far is something like: "For the evil these
are prepared.")
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick [whispers]
Ask me; you me.
Why must our pleasure be in restraint?
[no pain, no
Restraint, (x2)
Ad patrata...In my slick black world.
Trick...Mortis...Sick...Mortis...In my black world.
Where senses crave to enslave...In my black world.
Deprive all senses; {all} defenses.
Where breed like flies.
Do you know, it's perversion hides.
Bet you've never seen me as the panic melts away.
Bet never waste...Could you take another taste of me?
[To accompany every with a death rattle.] (x2)

it prick...Pleasure in restraint.

it stick.
[It is divine.] (x4)
It is in restraint.
Ask me; you me.
Why must our pleasure be in restraint?
sighs breed like flies.
It's perversion hides...In my slick black world.
Deprive all control desire.
Bet never see me...Wake in a most unnerving way.
Bet you'd never ache...Could you take taste of me?
[It is divine.] (x3)
Control...Decide
it prick...[mortifing the flesh]
Pleasure in restraint (x2) the flesh]
it stick}
Ask me; me.
Why must our pleasure always be in
in restraint (x3)
Such a sinful seed in my slick world.
Is it such a dreadful deed in my black world.
Where treasured sighs breed like flies...In my black world.
a sinful seed...Says you're cumming in my slick black world.