Pleasure In Restraint lyrics
Song information
Artist: Genitortures
Album: 120 Days Of Genitorture
Lyrics
Ad mala patrata haec sunt theatra parata
Trick mortis, trick mortis, sick mortis
Ask me; you question me
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint?
No pain, no pleasure
Restraint, restraint
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
Feel it prick... pleasure in restraint
Feel it stick
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
Control... decide
Feel it prick..
Pleasure in restraint mortifing the flesh
Feel it stick
Ask me; question me
Why must our pleasure always be in restraint?
Pleasure in restraint
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
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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