Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance [Explicit]

Evening in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the
Her mask to me
The sublimest creature the Gods, of fire
Would marvel at making their
Infusing the air with Her fragrant
And my reeled with grave poetry

From grace I fell in love Her
and feline lure
And jade woodland eyes ushered in the impurest
"Erotic, laden fantasies this warm Autumn night
She lulled me from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the moonlight"
Pearled luna, what didst thou cast on me?
Her icy fervoured my neck
Like whispering waves Acheron's beach
In a whirl of voices and statues
phantomed the dying trees
This seductress in black, took me

In a pale dawn like Ligeia reborn
I tore of my sleep - sepulchre
On the sea misted where stone figures, forlorn
the spectre of Her
Bewildered and weak, yet passion replete
I hungered for past
The of unrest and her ardent caress
Came much more my soul could endure

I, at endeavoured to see Her again
Stirring midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her
On a thin precipice over abyss
I like a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her lips on mine
Suffused with the perfume of

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

Sleep, usher
to nightmares from a sunless nether

Mistress of the
I now what thou art

Screams haunt my
Dragged from nightmares hast wed together

Lamia and
Spawned leche
To my flesh

Portrait of the Countess

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

But poised nectar my stirs
Up desire and morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she
Goddess of the graveyard, of the and moon
In flawless beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven ghost companies fell
To the loss of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in downfall like a swift silhouette

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

Red roses for the whore

Dark angels taste my
And whisper haunting
to mine ear
Need-fires have lured abominations

Nocturnal
My spill forth their waters
Rent by lips I most

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

"Nahemah"

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

Doth prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as to me?
On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, leaves
UNder horned Diana her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of Angels in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre
Enrobed in Death's like a swifter