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

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

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

And together we in the bloodletting moonlight
Pearled luna, what spell didst cast on me?
Her icy fervoured my neck

whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a wirl of sweet voices and
That phantomed the dying
This debauched in black, took me

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

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

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

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

For I scoured the surrounding grounds
In vain that we might
When storm clouds broke, ashened,
I sought in a cemetery

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

Screams haunt my
Dragged nightmares thou hast wed together
Lamia and Lemures, thee leche
To my flesh

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

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

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

Fleeting,
Thou art to my sin
dead, wouldst thou inflict
The cruell upon my skin?

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

Red roses for the devil's
Dark taste my tears
And whisper requiems
Softly to mine ear need-fires have abominations here

pulse
My veins forth their waters
by lips I cherish most
Awash on her perfidious

drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebons graves where 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

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

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