Luyện nghe bài hát Sacred

Perversity, lust,
prior frustration
My mind can comprehend
the sole destination

This decline of
I do indeed
by forms of fetishism
It makes my heart

Born in a wrong
A label that I gladly
For there be room for mystery
And to touch a soulmate's

Eroticism a form of art
But why it with the world
For I care for of the heart
In this century world

decline of romanticism
I do indeed
Replaced by of fetishism
It my heart bleed

Born in a wrong
A label that I gladly
For there should be for mystery
And to touch a soulmate's

And to a soulmate's hair

And to a soulmate's hair