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

Evening minuetto in a by the sea
A jewel more radiant the moon
her mask to me
The sublimest creature, the Gods, full of

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

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

And together we clung in the moonlight
Pearled luna, spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my

Like waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a of sweet voices and statues
That phantomed the dying
This debauched seductress in black, me

In the azured dawn like Ligeia reborn
I tore of my sleep sepulchre
On the sea lawn where stone figures, forlorn
the spectre of her

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

I, at once to see her again
Stirring from inertia
Knowing not even her
On a thin precipice over carnal

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

For hours I scoured the surrounding
In that we might meet
When clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
I sought refuge in a

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

Screams my sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou wed together
Lamia and Lemures, thee leche
To my flesh

Portrait of The Dead
Deep pain that I had dreamt
demise, life's punishment
Leaving little strenght to this wretched tomb

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

In flawless fatal beauty her very visage
Glimpses of a heaven ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in blackest
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift

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

Dost not want to worship me
With crimson
So my cunt may twitch against thy
And weep with life?

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

Nocturnal
My veins spill forth their
Rent by I cherish most
Awash on her shores

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

Pluck out eyes, hasten, attest
Blind reason against enchantress
For I must know, art thou not
My echoes bloodless and incensed

Doth prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the of Heaven come as devil to me?
On that fatal hallow's eve when we fled
As the swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves

Under horned 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 shadow like a swifter silhouette