Luyện nghe bài hát Pleasure In Restraint

Ad mala patrata haec theatra parata.
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick
Ask me; you me.
Why must our always 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 slick world.
all senses; control all defenses.
Where sighs breed flies.
Do you know, it's where hides.
Bet you've seen me ache as the panic melts away.
Bet you'll never waste... Could you another taste of me?
To accompany every penetration a death rattle.
Feel it prick... in restraint.
it stick.
It is in restraint.
Ask me; you me.
Why our pleasure always be in restraint?
Where sighs like flies.
It's where hides... In my slick black world.
all senses; control desire.
Bet you'd never see me... in a most unnerving way.
Bet you'd ache... Could you take another taste of me?
It is divine.
Control...
it prick...
Pleasure in restraint mortifing the
it stick
Ask me; me.
Why must our always be in restraint?
in restraint
Such a sinful seed in my black world.
Is it a dreadful deed in my slick black world.
treasured sighs breed like flies... In my slick black world.
Such a sinful seed... Says you're in my slick black world.