Luyện nghe bài hát Pleasure In Restraint

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