Luyện nghe bài hát Pleasure In Restraint

Ad mala patrata haec sunt parata.
Trick mortis, mortis, sick mortis
Ask me; you me.
Why must our pleasure be in restraint?
no pain, no
Restraint,
Ad patrata... In my slick black world.
Trick... Mortis... Sick... Mortis... In my black world.
Where senses crave to enslave... In my black world.
all senses; control all defenses.
Where breed like flies.
Do you know, it's perversion hides.
Bet you've never me ache as the panic melts away.
Bet you'll never waste... you take another taste of me?
To accompany every penetration with a rattle.
it prick... Pleasure in restraint.
it stick.
It is in restraint.
Ask me; you me.
Why our pleasure always be in restraint?
Where sighs like flies.
where perversion hides... In my slick black world.
Deprive all control desire.
Bet you'd see me... Wake in a most unnerving way.
Bet you'd never ache... Could you take taste of me?
It is divine.
Control...
it prick...
Pleasure in restraint the flesh
it stick
Ask me; me.
Why must our pleasure always be in
Pleasure in
Such a sinful in my slick black world.
Is it a dreadful deed in my slick black world.
Where treasured sighs breed like flies... In my black world.
Such a sinful seed... Says cumming in my slick black world.