120 Days of Genitorture
Genitorturers lyrics
Genitorturers lyrics
"Pleasure In Restraint Lyrics"
Paper Roses Lyrics
I realized the way your eyes deceived me with tender looks that i mistook for love So take away the flowers that you gave me And send the kind that you remind me of Paper Roses Paper Roses Oh How real those roses seem to be But
I realized the way your eyes deceived me with tender looks that i mistook for love So take away the flowers that you gave me And send the kind that you remind me of Paper Roses Paper Roses Oh How real those roses seem to be But
This whole tune is full of whispering and background vocals...If you can make
them 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 these
theatres 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)
Plus Que Tout Au Monde Lyrics
Plus que tout au monde J'aime te l'entendre dire Et pour rien au monde Je ne laisserai un autre te dire Que tu comptes plus que tout Des confidences Dans le creux de l'oreille Murmures de promesses Dans nos sommei
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]
Four-Thirty Lyrics
It's been so long I should be used to this by now Loneliness that keeps coming back around The moon on my window casts a different light On all these memories that keep me up tonight Hey, I know just what I need! That's you, an
[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...De
Dont Turn Around Lyrics
If you wanna leave I won't beg you to stay And if you gotta go darling Maybe it's better that way I'm gonna be strong I'm gonna do fine Don't worry about this heart of mine Just walk out that door Yeah see if I care Go on a
cide [moan]If you wanna leave I won't beg you to stay And if you gotta go darling Maybe it's better that way I'm gonna be strong I'm gonna do fine Don't worry about this heart of mine Just walk out that door Yeah see if I care Go on a
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.
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