Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance

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

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

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

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

Like whispering waves Acheron's beach
In a whirl of voices and statues
That the dying trees
This seductress in black, took me

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

and weak, yet with passion replete
I for past overtures
The curse of and her ardent caress
Came much more my soul could endure

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

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

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

Sleep, usher
Taint to nightmares from a nether
Mistress of the
I now know what art

haunt my sleep
Dragged nightmares
hast wed together Lamia and Lemurs
Spawned thee to snare my flesh

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

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

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

Fleeting,
Thou art to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst inflict
The daylights upon my skin?

Dost not want to worship me
With crimson
So my cunt may twitch against thy
And weep new-found life?

Red for the devil's whore
angels taste my tears
And whisper requiems
to mine ear

Need fires have lured here
Nocturnal
My veins spill forth waters
Rent by lips I most

Awash on her perfidious
Where drowning o'er the stars
Ebon's where lovers whore
Like and Nahemah

Pluck out mine eyes, hasten,
Blind reason against thee,
For I must know, art thou not
My heart echoes bloodless and

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

Under Diana, where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of angels rent in cool stone
I am grieving the loss of life in velvet
Enrobed in shadow like a swifter silhouette