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 creature, the Gods, full of fire

Would at making their Queen
Infusing the air her fragant desire
And my heart reeled with grave

From grace I fell in with her scent and feline lure
And woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
Erotic, laden fantasies amid this autumn night
She lulled me from the rich masquerade

And together we clung in the bloodletting
Pearled luna, what spell thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss my neck

Like whispering waves 'pon beach
In a wirl of sweet voices and
That the dying trees
This seductress in black, took me

In the pale azured like Ligeia reborn
I tore free of my sleep
On the sea misted where stone figures, forlorn
the spectre of her

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

I, at endeavored to see her again
from midnight's inertia
Knowing not her name
On a thin precipice over abyss

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

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

Sleep, dreams
Taint to nightmares a sunless nether
of the dark
I now know what art

haunt my sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed
and Lemures, spawned thee leche
To snare my

Portrait of The Countess
stained pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's
Leaving strenght to seal this wretched tomb

But poisoned nectar me stirs
Up feverous and morbid purpose to search
Through drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and

In fatal beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in velvet
Enrobed in downfall like a swift silhouette

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

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

Red roses for the whore
Dark taste my tears
And whisper requiems
Softly to mine ear need-fires have lured abominations

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

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

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

temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the queen of Heaven as devil to me?
On that fatal hallow's eve when we company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, leaves

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