Pain & Pleasure - Nocturnal Rites
Hear you call for meIt's too lateCan't you seeCouldn't helpThey spit on youAnd called you foolI believe it just slipped my mindThat I left you behindI can't helpYou died that day that I betrayedOn and onPain or pleasureThere is no distinctionYou will seeS . . . 阅读详情