歌曲 | Pleasure in Restraint |
歌手 | Genitorturers |
专辑 | 120 Days of Genitorture |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Genitorturers | |
(This whole tune is full of whispering and background vocals...If you can makethem out, and they're right...I may just send you a small cash reward.) | |
Ad mala patrata haec sunt theatra parata.(best translation so far is something like: "For the evil achiever thesetheatres are prepared.") | |
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick mortis [whispers] | |
Ask me; you question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint?[no pain, no pleasure] | |
Restraint, restraint (x2) | |
Ad mala patrata... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Trick...Mortis... | |
Sick...Mortis... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Where senses crave to enslave... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Deprive all senses; control {all} defenses. | |
Where sighs breed like flies. | |
Do you know, it's where perversion hides. | |
Bet you've never seen me ache as the panic melts away. | |
Bet you'll never waste... | |
Could you take another taste of me?[To accompany every penetration with a death rattle.] (x2)[moan] | |
Feel it prick... | |
Pleasure in restraint.[moan] | |
Feel it stick.[It is divine.] (x4) | |
It is divine in restraint. | |
Ask me; you question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? | |
Where sighs breed like flies. | |
It's where perversion hides... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Deprive all senses; control desire. | |
Bet you'd never see me... | |
Wake in a most unnerving way. | |
Bet you'd never ache... | |
Could you take another taste of me?[It is divine.] (x3) | |
Control... | |
Decide [moan] | |
Feel it prick...[mortifing the flesh] | |
Pleasure in restraint (x2) [mortifing the flesh]{ | |
Feel it stick} | |
Ask me; question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? | |
Pleasure in restraint (x3) | |
Such a sinful seed in my slick black world. | |
Is it such a dreadful deed in my slick black world. | |
Where treasured sighs breed like flies... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Such a sinful seed... | |
Says you're cumming in my slick black world.------------------------- |
zuo ci : Genitorturers | |
This whole tune is full of whispering and background vocals... If you can makethem out, and they' re right... I may just send you a small cash reward. | |
Ad mala patrata haec sunt theatra parata. best translation so far is something like: " For the evil achiever thesetheatres are prepared." | |
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick mortis whispers | |
Ask me you question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? no pain, no pleasure | |
Restraint, restraint x2 | |
Ad mala patrata... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Trick... Mortis... | |
Sick... Mortis... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Where senses crave to enslave... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Deprive all senses control all defenses. | |
Where sighs breed like flies. | |
Do you know, it' s where perversion hides. | |
Bet you' ve never seen me ache as the panic melts away. | |
Bet you' ll never waste... | |
Could you take another taste of me? To accompany every penetration with a death rattle. x2 moan | |
Feel it prick... | |
Pleasure in restraint. moan | |
Feel it stick. It is divine. x4 | |
It is divine in restraint. | |
Ask me you question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? | |
Where sighs breed like flies. | |
It' s where perversion hides... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Deprive all senses control desire. | |
Bet you' d never see me... | |
Wake in a most unnerving way. | |
Bet you' d never ache... | |
Could you take another taste of me? It is divine. x3 | |
Control... | |
Decide moan | |
Feel it prick... mortifing the flesh | |
Pleasure in restraint x2 mortifing the flesh | |
Feel it stick | |
Ask me question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? | |
Pleasure in restraint x3 | |
Such a sinful seed in my slick black world. | |
Is it such a dreadful deed in my slick black world. | |
Where treasured sighs breed like flies... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Such a sinful seed... | |
Says you' re cumming in my slick black world. |
zuò cí : Genitorturers | |
This whole tune is full of whispering and background vocals... If you can makethem out, and they' re right... I may just send you a small cash reward. | |
Ad mala patrata haec sunt theatra parata. best translation so far is something like: " For the evil achiever thesetheatres are prepared." | |
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick mortis whispers | |
Ask me you question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? no pain, no pleasure | |
Restraint, restraint x2 | |
Ad mala patrata... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Trick... Mortis... | |
Sick... Mortis... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Where senses crave to enslave... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Deprive all senses control all defenses. | |
Where sighs breed like flies. | |
Do you know, it' s where perversion hides. | |
Bet you' ve never seen me ache as the panic melts away. | |
Bet you' ll never waste... | |
Could you take another taste of me? To accompany every penetration with a death rattle. x2 moan | |
Feel it prick... | |
Pleasure in restraint. moan | |
Feel it stick. It is divine. x4 | |
It is divine in restraint. | |
Ask me you question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? | |
Where sighs breed like flies. | |
It' s where perversion hides... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Deprive all senses control desire. | |
Bet you' d never see me... | |
Wake in a most unnerving way. | |
Bet you' d never ache... | |
Could you take another taste of me? It is divine. x3 | |
Control... | |
Decide moan | |
Feel it prick... mortifing the flesh | |
Pleasure in restraint x2 mortifing the flesh | |
Feel it stick | |
Ask me question me. | |
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint? | |
Pleasure in restraint x3 | |
Such a sinful seed in my slick black world. | |
Is it such a dreadful deed in my slick black world. | |
Where treasured sighs breed like flies... | |
In my slick black world. | |
Such a sinful seed... | |
Says you' re cumming in my slick black world. |