Luyện nghe bài hát A Gothic Romance (red Roses For The Devil's Whore)

Evening in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant the moon
Lowered her to me
The sublimest creature, the Gods, of fire

marvel at making their Queen
Infusing the air her fragant desire
And my heart with grave poetry

From I fell in love with her scent and feline lure
And woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
Erotic, laden fantasies amid warm 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 kiss my neck

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

In the pale azured like Ligeia reborn
I free of my sleep sepulchre
On the sea misted lawn stone figures, forlorn
Lamented the of her

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

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

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

For hours I the surrounding grounds
In vain we might meet
When storm clouds broke, ashened,
I refuge in a cemetery

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

haunt my sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou wed together
Lamia and Lemures, spawned thee
To my flesh

Portrait of The Countess
Deep pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, punishment
Leaving little strenght to this wretched tomb

But poisoned nectar within me
Up desire and morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to she swoons
of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon

In flawless fatal her very visage compels
Glimpses of a where ghost companies fell
To the loss of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in their like a swift silhouette

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

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

Red roses for the whore
Dark angels my tears
And whisper requiems
Softly to mine ear have lured abominations here

pulse
My spill forth their waters
by lips I cherish most
Awash on her shores

drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebons graves where lovers
Like and nahemah, nahemah

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

Doth temptation night in vulvic revelry
Did not the queen of come as devil to me?
On that fatal eve when we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated

Under horned Diana where her bloodline was
In a graveyard of angels rent in cool stone
I am grieving the loss of life in velvet
Enrobed in death's shadow a swifter silhouette