Luyện nghe bài hát Pleasure In Restraint

Ad patrata haec sunt theatra parata.
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick
Ask me; you me.
Why must our pleasure always be in
no pain, no
Restraint,
Ad mala patrata... In my black 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 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 take another of me?
To accompany every with a death 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 breed flies.
where perversion hides... In my slick black world.
Deprive all senses; desire.
Bet you'd see me... Wake in a most unnerving way.
Bet you'd never ache... Could you take another of me?
It is divine.
Control...
it prick...
Pleasure in restraint mortifing the
it stick
Ask me; me.
Why our pleasure always be in restraint?
in restraint
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 black world.
Such a sinful seed... Says you're cumming in my slick world.