Your sweet soul comforts me Your eyes show the desires of a whore To touch your flesh on my skin To feel the heat that you bring
You'll serve my purpose tonight Your sweet lips will scream out through your tears Accept my pain on to you Your sweat beads through your pure vanity
Feel me - on shivering skin Feel me - on the lust of their flesh Feel me - on their broken eyes Feel me - the pain of pleasure
Come now to partake On broken souls and flesh that bleeds of chastain This misfortune that breeds The lack of lustre, the lack of vice to concede
Feel me - on shivering skin Feel me - on the lust of their flesh Feel me - on their broken eyes Feel me - the pain of pleasure
Spine arching, she is screaming in lust Hair pulled back, eyes filled with lust Of a dominant, persuasive high Feel desire piercing deep inside
Overwhelmed by quivering vigor She reaches out to grab a hold of what's in her Love, lust, desire, all that she needs Strong fisted soul, she drops as she screams
Feel me - on shivering skin Feel me - on the lust of their flesh Feel me - on their broken eyes Feel me - the pain of pleasure
VIRTUES OF VICE
Righteous impurity, the unwicked slip Immoral wrong doing takes its grip on you It's bitter sweet, sour, pungent taste It leaves its smile on your wicked face.
Bleed for me Bleed for me Bleed for me Virtues of vice
You need it, you feed it, All of your soul, Your yearning, your passion fed, As it takes control It's ripping and clawing tears you apart Virtues of vice breeds in all of our hearts.
Bleed for me Bleed for me Bleed for me Virtues of viceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
