Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance [Explicit]

Evening in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant the moon
Lowered Her to me
The creature the Gods, full of fire
Would at making their Queen
Infusing the air with Her fragrant
And my heart reeled with grave

grace I fell in love with Her
Scent and lure
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the
"Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn
She lulled me from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the moonlight"
luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my
Like waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a whirl of sweet and statues
That phantomed the dying
This debauched in black, took me

In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia
I tore free of my - sepulchre
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures,
Lamented the of Her
Bewildered and weak, yet with replete
I hungered for overtures
The curse of and her ardent caress
Came much more my soul could endure

I, at once to see Her again
Stirring midnight's inertia
not even her name
On a thin precipice over carnal
I danced like a acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her lips on mine
with the perfume of night

For I scoured the surrounding grounds
In that we might meet
When storm broke, ashened, fatigued
I refuge in a cemeterty

Sleep, dreams
to nightmares from a sunless nether

Mistress of the
I now what thou art

Screams my sleep
from nightmares thou hast wed together

Lamia and
Spawned thee
To my flesh

Portrait of the Dead

Deep stained pain I had dreamt
demise, life's punishment
Leaving strength to seal this wretched tomb

But nectar within my stirs
Up feverous and morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and
In fatal beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost fell
To mourning the loss of god in velvet
Enrobed in their like a swift silhouette

"Fleeting,
art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst thou
The cruel upon my skin?
Dost thou not to worship me
With sacrifice
So my cunt may twitch against thy
And weep with life?"

Red for the Devil's whore

Dark taste my tears
And whisper haunting
to mine ear
Need-fires have abominations here

pulse
My veins forth their waters
Rent by lips I most

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

"Nahemah"

Pluck out mine eyes, hasten,
reason against thee, Enchantress
For I know, art thou not death?
My heart echoes and incensed

Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic
Did not the Queen of Heaven as Devil to me?
On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we company
As the music swept us in the crisp, fated leaves
UNder horned Diana where her bloodline was
In a graveyard of rent in cool marbled stone
I am the loss of life in sombre velvet
Enrobed in Death's shadow a swifter