Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance

Evening in a castle by the sea
A jewel radiant than the moon
her mask to me

The sublimest the Gods, full of fire
Would marvel at making Queen
Infusing the air with her fragrant
And my heart with grave poetry

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

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

Like whispering waves 'pon beach
In a of sweet voices and statues
That phantomed the dying
This debauched seductress in black, me

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

Bewildered and weak, yet passion replete
I hungered for overtures
The of unrest and her ardent caress
Came much more my soul could endure

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

I danced a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her lips on mine
with the perfume of night

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

Sleep, dreams
to nightmares from a sunless nether
Mistress of the
I now know what art

Screams my sleep
Dragged from
Thou wed together Lamia and Lemurs
Spawned thee leche to my flesh

Portrait of the Countess
Deep pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's
little strength to seal this wretched tomb

But poised within my stirs
Up feverous desire and purpose to search
cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the and moon

In fatal beauty her very visage compels
of a heaven where ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in blackest
Enrobed in their downfall a swift silhouette

Fleeting,
Thou art to my sin
dead, wouldst thou inflict
The cruel upon my skin?

Dost not want to worship me
With crimson
So my cunt may twitch thy kiss
And weep with life?

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

Need fires have abominations here
pulse
My veins spill forth their
Rent by I cherish most

Awash on her perfidious
Where drowning umbra o'er the
Ebon's graves where lovers
Like seraphim and

out mine eyes, hasten, attest
Blind reason against thee,
For I must know, art not death?
My heart bloodless and incensed

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

Under horned Diana, her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of in sombre velvet
Enrobed in death's shadow like a silhouette