Genitorturers - Pleasure In Restraints Lyrics
Ad mala patrata heac sunt theatra parataAsk me. Question meWhy must our pleasures be in restraint?Ad mala patrata…in my sick black worldTrick…Mortis…Sick…MortisWhere senses crave to enslave…in my sick black worldDeprived all senses, control defensesWhere sighs breed like fliesDo you know, it's where perversion hidesBet you never seen me ache as the panic melts awayBet you'll never waste, could you take another taste of me?Feel it prick…Pleasure in restraintFeel it stick…Pleasure in restraintAsk me. Question meWhy must our pleasure be in restraint?Where sighs breed like fliesIt's where perversion hides, in my sick black worldDeprived all senses, control defensesBet you'd never see me wake in a most unnerving wayBet you'd never ache, could you take another taste of me?Feel it prick, feel it stickAsk me. Question meWhy must our pleasure be in restraint?Such a sinful seed in my sick black worldIs it such a dreadful deed in my sick black world?Where treasured sighs breed like flies…in my sick black worldSuch a sinful seed…says you're Cumming in my sick black world
