Luyện nghe bài hát La Petite Morte

Do you know what the french call an
La Morte, The little death..
die a little!

Any words?

The feeling of mortality is locked in grip
I can feel my life sinking as it's to slip
An universe, delicious and dark
So up your mind and take your car out of park

Look into the mirror and me what do you see
The other is staring back at you and me
We're screwin' fate
We've got a date death
Love me till you take out my last dying

Hear the voices of the souls calling
Succumb so sweetly as your rate's falling
Swim the ocean to the darkest
Get and closer and closer to death

I be your little death
Wrap your hands my neck
Every little brings me closer to death
Open up and out my last dying breath

You can use me
You can abuse me
Life is beginning to slip
sintervention
La Morte

I know what's under that filthy dress
Don't you wanna my evil creeping flesh
Put your on my vain
And your around my neck
me to a place I haven't been to yet

I've gotta warn you, this is a
To take my middle finger for a ride
Don't you, don't you, don't you close eyes
Because you're more alive right you die

I will be your little (Fuck me, daddy)
Wrap your hands my neck
Every little touch brings me closer to
Open up and suck out my dying breath

You can use me
You can never me
is beginning to slip away
Devine
La Petite

Take my slice by slice
be your sweet murder
Sex and death, by breath
Orgasmic

I will be your little
Wrap your hands around my
Every little touch brings me closer to
Open up and out my last dying breath

You can use me
You can never me
Life is beginning to slip
sintervention
La Morte

revelation