Luyện nghe bài hát Pleasure In Restraint

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