Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance

Evening minuetto in a by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the
Lowered her to me

The sublimest creature the Gods, of fire
Would at making their Queen
the air with her fragrant desire
And my heart reeled with poetry

grace I fell in love with her
Scent and lure and jade
Woodland eyes that ushered in the
Erotic, laden fantasies amid this autumn night

She lulled me away from the masquerade
And together we clung in the bloodletting
Pearled luna, what spell thou cast on me?
Her icy fervoured my neck

Like whispering 'pon Acheron's beach
In a whirl of sweet and statues
That the dying trees
debauched seductress in black, took me

In a pale azured dawn like 'Ligeia'
I tore free of my sleep
On the sea misted lawn stone figures, forlorn
Lamented the of her

and weak, yet with passion replete
I hungered for overtures
The curse of unrest and her caress
Came more than my soul could endure

I, at once, endeavored to see her
Stirring midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her
On a thin precipice carnal abyss

I danced like a blind
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on
Suffused the perfume of night

For hours I scoured the grounds
In vain that we meet
When storm broke, ashened, fatigued
I refuge in a cemetery

Sleep, usher
Taint to from a sunless nether
of the dark
I now know thou art

haunt my sleep
Dragged from
hast wed together Lamia and Lemurs
Spawned thee leche to snare my

Portrait of the Dead
stained pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, punishment
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched

But poised within my stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to
Through cobwebbed drapery to she swoons
of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon

In flawless fatal beauty her very visage
Glimpses of a heaven where companies fell
To mourning the of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in their downfall a swift silhouette

Fleeting,
art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst inflict
The cruel upon my skin?

Dost thou not want to me
With crimson
So my cunt may twitch thy kiss
And weep with new-found

Red roses for the devil's
Dark angels taste my
And whisper requiems
to mine ear

Need fires have lured abominations
Nocturnal
My veins spill forth their
Rent by lips I most

Awash on her perfidious
drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebon's graves lovers whore
seraphim and Nahemah

Pluck out mine eyes, hasten,
Blind against thee, enchantress
For I must know, art not death?
My heart echoes and incensed

Doth temptation prowl in vulvic revelry
Did not the Queen of Heaven as devil to me?
On that fatal eve when we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, leaves

Under horned Diana, where her was sewn
In a graveyard of angels in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre
Enrobed in death's shadow like a swifter